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scorpioriesling · 17 days

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Casual (pt. 2)

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Pairings: Azriel x reader

Warnings: semi angst, smut, 18+, underage readers dni

Summary: After a night out with your friend from work, you meet not only one attractive male from the inner circle, but two. One who has quite the eye for you and plans to do something about it.

SR’s Note: Here is part 2! Please read part 1 first if you haven’t yet. This part is 75% smut, 25% plot lol. Part 1 is almost all plot and the slow burning lead up to what we’ve all been waiting for, hehe. Enjoy xoxo. Tagging those that have waited so patiently for me to put this one out: @cdeluca04 @azrielsgirll

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Your skin prickles as a chill runs down your spine, though the air inside Rita’s is anything but cold. The two hands in front of you on the bar remain, as the presence behind you shifts to your right just a fraction. You glance over your shoulder, catching sight of a smooth chest peaking through an unbuttoned black shirt. You aren’t left guessing for long, as the deep voice behind you chuckles and slinks away. A flash of disappointment at the retraction, replaced by excitement as the seat next to you. You continue to keep your eyes trained on the bar in front of you, until you feel your stool being dragged toward the seat beside you, and then spun to face your new friend.

“It’s rude to not look people in the eyes.” He says lowly. His hand reaches out, taking your chin and tilting it up so you’re forced to stare him dead in the face. And-

Gods.

He is magnificent.

Your eyes roam over him entirely, taking in his perfect cheekbones, his dark hair hanging low over his forehead, and his hazel eyes flecked with gold that bore into yours. His full lips tilt to one side, curving up into a smile and he reveals a few perfectly straight, white teeth.

“You’re much more exquisite up close…” he trails off, eyes searching yours as if he’s waiting for you to say something.

“Y/N.” You introduce. His eyes seem to glimmer at the mention of your name, and you can’t help but to blush at the compliment and the fact that this beautiful man is drinking you in as though you’re the last glass of water in Prythian. You swallow, wishing you had a glass yourself right about now.

“And… what’s your name?” You ask, hating how shy you sound. What happened that you’d lost all your confidence between when his friend was over here just moments ago? You needed to remember that version of Y/N and go back to it — it sure seemed to work on Cassian.

He clears his throat, his hand now moving to the side of your jaw and thumb brushing your cheek. “Azriel,” he says. You lean into the hand he holds against your face, humming in pleasure. He chuckles at the sight, leaning forward a bit.

“Are you planning to stay here much later?” He asks. You shake your head, and his hand drops. He trails a finger down your neck, your collarbone, over your shoulder, and down your arm.

“Good,” he says. He’s made it to your palm, and he takes it in his. “I was hoping to get out of here,” he brings your palm to his lips, kissing once and staring at you through his dark lashes. You can’t help but shudder. How could you say no?

“I live quite close, actually if we wanted to-“

“Fantastic idea.” He’s already standing, slinking an arm around your waist. You reel in a breath at the sudden closeness, your chest pressed flush against his. His tanned skin smells of mint and the sea, so clean but you can tell he has been active tonight. With a hand on your lower back, he’s gazing down at you, the same smirk returned to his beautiful lips.

“Ready to go, darling?”

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Before you could register what was happening, you’d disappeared into a veil of black smoke and reappeared inside the front door of your studio apartment, gripping the front of Azriel’s shirt tight. You looked around, realizing this was in fact your home and he had in fact winnowed you into it.

Both of you.

“Oh! Uh,” You released the death-grip you had on him, and he let go of your waist, the place where his warm hand had been now left cold. You’d kind of wished he wouldn’t.

He began to stride in, taking in the wall decor, the large windows overlooking Velaris, your plush white bed in one corner. He turned back to look at you, and you shrugged at him.

“I mean… this is me.” You say, defeated. Azriel smiles softly at the expression you have on your face, as though you’re embarrassed since you’ve resorted to looking at your feet. In two steps, he’s in front of you, one hand on your hip bone and one tilting your chin up to meet his eyes once more.

“A beautiful girl like you shouldn’t hide your face so much,” he says. You blush, giggling a little at the corniness. He can’t help but huff a laugh, then lean in close. Your confidence surges as you raise onto your tip toes to close the gap between the two of you, softly pressing your lips to his. Unlike how he smells, he tastes deliciously of aged whisky and fizz, and the way in which he begins moving his mouth against yours makes your head spin. His lips are soft, but dominant as he pulls you impossibly closer to his chest. His tongue plays against your bottom lip, and you accept the invitation by playing along too.

It doesn’t take long before he’s moving you backward, and the backs of your thighs meet the soft duvet of your bed and you sit, pulling Azriel on top of you. He continues to explore your mouth, one hand now beside your head to hold himself up and the other beginning its descent. You softly groan as his fingers trace down the curve of your breast, continuing down the side of your stomach and grabbing your hip when he meets it. He breaks free from the kiss then, breathless and peers down at you with nothing less than a lust-filled stare.

“Is this…” he starts, his hips resting atop yours grinding into you softly. You can feel his hard cock through the confines of the tight pants he’s wearing, creating friction in the perfect spot against your throbbing heat through your dress. His gaze drifts down towards where he’s already pleasuring you, as soft pants leave your lips. “Is this okay?”

“Yes. Yes please Azriel. I need more.” You beg. His eyes seem to darken at your words, and he sits back on his knees then, still holding your stare. You whine at the loss of contact, but it won’t be long. He grabs your hips roughly, pulling you toward the edge of the bed. Your dress is harshly tugged from your body, and you sit up on your hands to held him pull it over your head. He lets out a small gasp when you’re finally fully bare for him, minus the tiny string of lace considered underwear you still adorn. His hand grabs your throat, pushing you back against the bed as his breath once again fans your ear, sending goosebumps over your skin.

“Gods, Y/N,” he says. It comes out as almost a plea, and you can’t help but feel more turned on at the fact that this beautiful male is actually pleading for you. He begins pressing slow, wet kisses down from below your ear to your jaw, and continues down the column of your throat. Once he reaches your collarbone, he slowly makes his way to your chest, taking one nipple in his mouth and swirling his tongue around the hardened bud. Your ass presses into the bed as you arch into him, and his hand finds the curve of your back to hold you close to his body. You can feel his cock growing with need against the inside of your thigh, held back by the leather pants he’s wearing.

Your hands slide into the silky strands of his ebony hair, and you run your fingers through it as he shows your other breast the same attention before continuing his descent, finding eye contact again with you. He releases the hold around you, his fingers pulling on the lacy undergarment until he has full access to your dripping heat. He lets out a dark laugh, eyes flicking from your core back up to your eyes, and you peer down at him from your position on your propped up elbows. He moves to the floor, settling on his knees and pulls you to the very edge of the bed so your legs dangle off.

He starts kissing a trail once more from your left knee, slow and tantalizing up your inner thigh. With each kiss, you writhe beneath him, needing him to please you more intensely.

“Giddy girl, are we?” He drawls, laughing once he finally meets the spot you’ve been waiting for. His breath sends a cool wave over your burning heat, and you suck your bottom lip between your teeth. The sight alone has Azriel wanting to skip all of this and fuck you straight into your mattress.

But, he can’t let you know that.

Instead, he dives in — licking a stripe up your slick, and you suck in a breath. He watches as you clench around nothing with need for him, and he works hard not to get off on just this. He needed you; but he wanted you to have him, first. Wrapping one hand around where your ass met your leg, his hand rested atop your thigh, holding it open for him to feast. The other began sliding a finger up and down your soft folds, only a few times before pushing in. The little mewl that escaped your lips had him pushing himself against the bottom of the bed frame, creating friction for himself.

“Fuck…” He breathed. His gaze wasn’t focused on you as his lips met the apex, his tongue swirling a few times and then sucking the swelling bundle into his mouth. You couldn’t help but pull on the soft tendrils between your fingers, one elbow still propping you up for a better view.

His eyes drifted up to you, his tongue attacking your clit as his finger pumped in and out of you. He added a second, curling them as he drug them out each time which in turn drug filthy moans from your mouth. It wasn’t long before you could feel your stomach beginning to tighten, the pleasure becoming too much.

“Oh Azriel… I, I’m-“ You screw your eyes shut, begging to hold on to your release, to feel the pleasure as long as your body would let you. At the sound of his name, it’s almost too much for him it seems; he pulls both fingers from you, detaching his lips and leaving you cold and empty from the loss of contact.

He quickly stands, yanking off his shirt in one motion and scooting out of his pants in another. He’s leaning over you in seconds, and you take him in.

He’s huge.

“Az I don’t know if I-“

“You can take it.” He growls, pumping his length in his hand. You instinctively draw your knees back, your feet wrapping around his toned waist as he teases your entrance with the head of his leaking cock. He roughly crashes his mouth to yours again, his hand holding himself steady next to your head while he attacks your mouth. His teeth pull at your bottom lip, and your eyes meet his as he pulls away.

Standing up to his full height, he lines himself up with your entrance, ever so slowly pushing his hard member inside. You can’t help but gasp at the feeling, eyes trained on where the two of you are now connected. He growls, pushing in more and allowing you to adjust, before he’s finally fully inside of you. His hands grasp your thighs, and he sucks his own lip between his teeth, groaning at the feel of you wrapped around his cock.

“Fuck Azriel please m-“

Without warning, he pulls out almost fully and slams back into you, pulling a scream of pleasure from you. He repeats this again, and again, and his eyes rake over you in a predatory gaze.

“You can’t say my name like that, baby,” he says, thrusting in again, and again. “…and not expect me to fuck you how I want to.” He pants, his pace quickening ever so slightly. He smiles down at you, his gleaming perfect teeth shining in the moonlight. “How I need to.”

Your head lolls back, small groans coming from your lips each time Azriel pushes into you. His skin is slapping unashamedly loud against yours, and small grunts drawl from his mouth as he grips your hips tighter. You raise your head to meet his eyes once more, and watch as he moves a thumb to your clit again, tracing circles into the muscle.

A cry of pleasure erupts from your chest. “Azriel, gods you feel so good…” He’s starting to rut into you with frenzy, and you can feel his release quickly impending as you’re almost over the edge yourself.

“Mmmm..” he groans darkly. “You like it when I fuck toy like this?” He slams into you, only pulling out a few inches now. He lets out a shaky breath. “Fucking you like you’re all mine? Hmm?” He pinches your aching clit between his thumb and forefinger, and you gasp once more, eyes widening. The coil in your stomach is impossibly tight, and you know you’re going to release any second now.

“Gods Y/N this pussy is all mine,” he slams in one, two, three more times, rubbing circles into your clit. Your legs are shaking around his waist, trying to hold onto the tether that is your release long enough to enjoy these last few moments with him.

“Oh… oh fuck, fuck Azriel I can’t I’m so close… I’m going to-“ You cry out in delight again, as he leans over you, clasping the hand that was on your clit over your throat. His mouth is open in an ‘o’ as you clench around him, your release coating him entirely as warmth spreads through your body.

“You’re so fucking perfect, baby-“ he lets out a whimper, feeling you squeezing him in all the right ways. “Oh gods…” his pace slows as he slams into you twice more, his release painting your walls from the inside as you ride him through yours. He stays inside of you, feeling the last few twitches of his dick as you take every drop. His eyes are only focused on yours, your fucked out expression confirmation of how good he’s made you feel.

After a few moments, he slowly pulls out of you, and you feel a bit of the mixture sliding out with his action. He awkwardly looks around, then chuckles sheepishly at you.

“Uhmmm….” he says. “Is there a towel or cloth somewhere that I could get for you?” He asks. He’s in your home, asking if there’s anything he could get for you.

You scramble underneath him, cheeks reddening with embarrassment. “Oh uh, yeah I’ll go get one.” You say, making way to the bathroom. Too lost in the moment to realize you’re a dripping mess, you think.

When you return with the cloth, Azriel is standing with his hands on his waist. He towers over you as you hand him one, and clean yourself off with another. You hold out a hand when he’s done, and he shakes his head.

“Please,” he says, taking yours from you. You point to the bathroom where your clothing hamper waits, and he walks inside with the cloths. You drink him in as he goes, and plop down onto the bed when he swings the door open to return.

Your head starts spinning, and you glance at the clock beside your bed. 2:58. Geez, how long had you guys been at it? Feeling the overwhelming tiredness take you over, you scoot towards your pillows and let out a sigh. Glancing towards Azriel, you see he’s gathering his clothes, and you instantly get the feeling you don’t want him to leave quite yet.

“Hey, um,” you start. His eyes meet yours, a hopeful gleam in them and you think to yourself, maybe he doesn’t want to leave either. “You can stay, if you would like to.” A soft smile appears on his face, and he glances at his hands, toying with his shirt in them.

“I mean… I don’t want to impose,” he says. Nonetheless, he’s already walking over to the other side of the bed, pulling back the covers and sliding in next to you.

“Maybe,” you say, his hazel eyes ablaze in the moonlight streaming in from your open windows. He lays facing you, a hand snaking around your waist to pull you close. “Maybe I want you to stay.”

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miikishii · 9 months

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To Hold the Sea | Ch. 2

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synopsis: Things get awkward working with Ango. Dazai is acting strange. Pretty Dazai focused...? I think.

warnings: Suggestive at the end hehe

“Sakaguchi from the Special Division is in the front waiting for you, come out when you’re ready.” Haruno prompts you.

“I’ll be a minute.”

You slept alone last night, no Dazai to snooze your alarms for you. He never made it easier to sleep, but he was pleasant company for the hours both of you spent awake. Reluctantly, you get up from your chair and walk to the front, when Ango sees you he gives you a meaningful nod and follows you back to your office.

“The paperwork, please.” He hands it to you carefully,

You had some work to do regarding Kyouka’s entrance to the agency, some documents detailing her ability, and its history that would be passed off to the Special Division.

“...There’s a lot to get through,” He mumbles, pushing his glasses up.

“Yes, there is.”

“Why don’t we make some tea?” he asks meekly.

You sigh as you get up to walk toward the kitchen. He notices the lack of sleep in your eyes. Boiling the water is awkward. Ango just stands out of your way as best he can. Anyone who entered the room made a point to get out quickly. When the water finally boils and the tea is finally steeped, you make your way back to your office and get to work. Things are tense, but they go by fast enough.

“I’m sorry you have to deal with this.” Ango sighs,

“With what?” You question.

“All the work with the Special Division.” His response is quick and sounds forced.

“Anything else?” He shakes his head disappointedly and looks at his own papers.

“Are you sure?” your words are harsh and aggravated; he nods.

“You’re such a liar.” You scoff,

“I was going to apologize because obviously working with me upsets you.”

“There it is.”

Although you’re acting so cold you do feel a little bad. You figure it must be difficult for him too. You break the awkward silence,

“Did Dazai acknowledge you at all when you came in?” You ask, a little softer than before. He laughs a little,

“No…” He takes a deep breath in, “He calls when he needs me, that’s all I ask.”

You nod meaningfully. The workday’s almost over and you both still have plenty to get through.

“We have a lot left to do and it’s getting late. Let’s continue tomorrow.”

“Of course.” He excuses himself and thanks you for your cooperation.

As soon as Ango’s gone you switch over to some other reports due by the end of the week. Soon, there are 3 minutes left until you can go home. Dazai pops in to check on you,

“Wrapping things up?”

“Yeah-” he cuts you off,

“Dinner tonight?”

“Sure.”

“I’ll be waiting downstairs.” As soon as he arrived he disappeared.

You collect your things, turn off your computer, and put your teacup in the dishwasher. When you meet him downstairs he has a strange look on his face. When he looks at you it changes. The two of you walk side by side on the way to your usual spot, a local noodle shop. The owner recognizes you as “that strange couple” and sets you up at your regular table; it’s pushed away toward the corner of the restaurant. You’ve been going there since you went underground all those years ago.

“How’d today go?”

“Fine, Why?”

“Just curious.” He shrugs.

Your conversations have been dry lately. You think even the waitress might notice it. Although, she still hasn’t realized that you and Dazai aren’t really a couple. You don’t blame her for thinking it, though. You’ve always been alone together; he felt like a part of you.

“Is that really all you have to say about it?” he pries,

“Well, you know how it is; it’s just difficult to see him, I wish it wasn’t.”

He thinks on this for a moment. He looks like he wants to ask something but he doesn’t.

“Did you do any work today?” your question seems more like a dig at him,

“Of course!” he scoffs, “I’m always very productive, you know.”

You roll your eyes at him. When you’re handed the bill (as usual) Dazai takes it from you.

“I’ll handle it this time,” he smiles, charming as ever. You give him a suspicious look,

“What do you want from me?”

“Your time and hospitality, my dear, nothing you don’t give me on the regular.” He winks.

You don’t just let it go but push it aside for now. On your walk home, his steps are in sync with yours and he feels extra close.

“Are you sure you don’t want anything? You’re being clingy.”

“It’s as I said, nothing you don’t give me on the regular.” You purse your lips.

“You’re so weird.” You suspect something but, again, you push it aside.

When you arrive at your apartment he makes himself at home. As you lay on the couch, watching a show to keep you busy, Dazai comes to lay beside you. For a while, he just sits there calmly, but eventually, he rolls over on top of you.

“Hi,” You smile and run your fingers through his hair.

“Hello,” his eyes scan your face.

“Do you need something?” You ask playfully.

He hums and brings himself to hover over your neck, dipping down to kiss it lightly. A hand falls to your waist. You tangle a hand back into his hair and pull him down for a kiss on the lips. When he pulls away he smiles. You smile back but give him a knowing look,

“You must really want something from me.” you joke. You hadn’t forgotten.

“This,” he breathes, “this.”

And somehow you’re disappointed. When you wake up, an annoying amount of marks strewn about your neck and collarbone, you curse his antics. Yet, you question if that’s truly all it was he wanted.

Note: I looooved writing the end :))))) Please lmk what I did right (or wrong!) I love feedback! Also, maybe some advice on when to release chapters??? I don't have a schedule and I've written probably about 20 chapters by now, haha.

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xxwhiskeyxx · 1 year

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Love Trope February! Mafia AU! Copia x TransMale! Reader

Copia had taken over the Emeritus family ‘business’ after his brothers were killed. He has been running the family for the last 5 years, his ‘ghouls’ aka his lackeys, have been his only real friends since he took the position until he met (Y/N), who just so happens to be the child of an enemy family, the (L/N)’s. They had run into each other in a bar and ended up hooking up, blowing off steam if you will, and they didn’t realize just who the other was until they sobered up and (Y/N) noticed Copia’s signature white eye and Copia saw the signature white streak that is known for (L/N)’s. Even though they should hate each other, they continue to run into each other and hook up, and eventually form a relationship. But when Seestor tells Copia that she has arranged for him to marry the daughter of a ally family. He is distraught, running out of the mansion and to (Y/N)’s apartment, where he seeks comfort from his partner. What happens after?

Hello before anything SMUT WARNING

The lovely @artfulapple5536 requested this pairing from me and I hope I fulfilled your request!

TransMale Reader, as seen in the title, his clit is referred to as his clit, but he has a cunt. And what I mean when I said let alone a man, even if he was trans, was that even though it is possible for YN to have kids, Sister would rather Copia have a wife because this isn't the Satanic church this is the mafia babes.

Anyways I'm sorry the ending sucks. It's currently 3:30 am and i have work in the morning hehe, please end me ;-;

-Love Whiskey

“You are to marry Silvia Horan by the end of the year, and that is final, Allessandro Copia!” Sister yells, slamming her computer closed as she glares at her son. They had been arguing over the news she had just dropped onto him. She expected Copia to marry Silvia, the daughter of a family they had been close to for many generations, “To bring the families together!” as Nihil had excitedly put it. Copia was understandably against the idea, 1. Because he never wanted an arranged marriage, he wanted to marry for love, 2. He knew Silvia; while she was a sweet girl, he knew she didn’t care for him more than a brother, and she had a boyfriend that she had been secret for years, and 3. He was in love with someone else.

(Y/N) (L/N), the son of the rival (L/N) family, someone he never imagined he’d meet, let alone come to love. Yes, the way they had met was ironic, but he had truly come to love the smaller man; his (E/C) that he loved to gaze into, the white streaks that filtered through his (H/C) hair he would run his fingers through when they were relaxing together, his (S/T) skin that he loved to suck hickies into, the calloused yet soft hands that made him shiver just imagining, and so many other things. Sister would never approve of her son marrying a (L/N), let alone a man, even if he was trans and wanted to have kids, “Yes, Mother,” Copia mutters, “May I please leave?” he asks, looking up at the powerful woman with a disdainful glare.

“Yes, you may. We are hosting a dinner with the Horans tomorrow night. Please do not go out and get drunk tonight, Alessandro. We need you to be presentable.” Sister says, reopening her laptop and typing away at the device, probably emailing Silvia’s father of how she had informed Copia of the news. “Yes, Mother,” he says, standing and dusting off his suit pants before turning and leaving the lavish office. Dew and Aether were leaning against the opposite wall, seeming to have been in the middle of a conversation, when Copia emerged. The small male looks over at the Papa, a smirk visible through the mouth hole of his mask, “Hey boss, sounds like you got amazing news in there. Care to share with the class?” Dew asks; Aether gives his partner a look, “Sorry, boss, are you okay?” he asks, a concerned look in his brown eyes. Copia sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose against the oncoming headache, “Yes.. I’m fine, let’s go to my room. I’ll tell you more in there.” he says, “I need a drink” The two ghouls nod and follow after the older man.

Opening the door to his private rooms, Copia is met with the sight of Mountain and Swiss lounging on the couch, sharing a joint; the girls sprawled out on his bed, gossiping about something that Cirrus and Sunshine had overheard in the halls. Rain sat, legs elegantly crossed over his knee, reading a book that Copia noticed was the one he had recommended to the lanky male. All of his bodyguards were maskless, something he allowed them to be when in the privacy of his room since no one would dare to enter without the Papa’s permission, minus the maids and staff, of course, but they only came when they knew the room would be empty after one maid had walked in on the Papa and his ghouls amidst an orgy.

“Hey, boss, how’d the meeting with Seestor go?” Swiss giggles, now layed across Mountain’s lap as he tries to put out the joint in the ashtray on the side table. The taller male rolls his eyes, grabbing the joint from him and tapping it out. “You know Sister hates when you call her that Swiss. You’re gonna end up getting punished again.” Rain says, not looking up from his book, “Oh hush, Rainy, she’s not here now.” Swiss whines, stretching out across the couch even more, grunting when Dew suddenly launches himself on the Multi-talented males’ lap after he tossed his mask onto a table. “Sister has arranged for me to marry Silvia Horan,” Copia says, hands clenched at his sides.

The room goes silent, the girls whip around and gape at their boss, Rain slowly closes his book and sets it aside, and the other men all stare at Copia in disbelief, “Bu..but what about (Y/N)?’ Sunshine asks, crawling to kneel at the end of the bed, head tilted. Copia sighs, “Sister would never approve of the match, he’s a (L/N), and our family has been enemies with them for years. Plus, she’d never let me marry a man..” he says, disdain and sadness lacing his voice. “I thought she had said that you can marry whoever you want as long as you can produce an heir?” Aether asks, arms crossing over his broad chest, mask now on a table. “That was the original plan, but apparently, I was taking too long, and she decided to ‘move things along’ for me.” Copia growls, the conversation playing on repeat in his mind.

Sister had called him into her office for a meeting, thinking it was a simple meeting about the dinner the next day. Copia had come in and happily sat down, plans to head over and spend the night at (Y/N) ’s afterward already set, so he was in a good mood. They had started with simple small talk until Sister suddenly dropped the bomb. Copia to wed Silvia this winter; her father had offered her hand and even to pay for almost the entire wedding, “You both are getting older. You need to settle down and produce an heir before it’s too late. You don’t want to end up like your brother’s right?” she had said with a sickly sweet smile. This sent them spiraling into an argument. Copia yelled at her about how she had promised he could marry who he wanted as she screamed that she was doing this for his own good.

“That’s fucked up. You’re supposed to be the boss, the big man?! How can she decide something like this for you?” Dew demands, teeth gritted in anger. “While I am the head of the family and usually make the final decisions, my Mother is still the real head of me. She makes arrangements to help further the family’s wealth and status,” Copia says bitterly. Cumulus frowns, getting up from the bed and coming over to her boss, wrapping her arms around him in a tight hug, “I’m sorry, Copia.” she whispers. The male sighs. The smallest of his guards always gave the warmest hugs and was more motherly to him than Sister had ever been, wrapping his arms around and returning the hug, leaning his cheek against her soft curls. “Thank you, Cumulus.” he whispers back, she looks up at him with a sweet smile, but then it dips down into a frown, “How are you going to tell (Y/N)?” she asks.

Copia lets out a groan, “I have no fucking clue…I hope he isn’t mad about it.” he says. Cumulus pulls away and pats his cheek, “I’m sure he won’t be. He is always so understanding. He knows how the family business is.” she reassures him as Cirrus comes over, patting Copia’s shoulder, “Lussy’s right, (Y/N) always understands.” she agrees. Suddenly there is a loud growl from across the room, the three turns to where Dew is standing, clearly seething, “This is fucking bullshit! Who cares if you’re not married?! Having a bunch of cum pets isn’t gonna change anything!” he yells, kicking the edge of the couch. “Dew, I need an heir to carry the family name; that’s what this entire thing is about. They want me to be married so I can have a legitimate heir.” Copia explains, approaching the hot-headed man, “And why the hell can’t (Y/N) do it? He’s still got a pussy and those operators, or whatever they are called!” he yells.

Copia frowns. The ghouls had joined him and his partner a few times in threesomes and even a few orgies, “Dewdrop, drop it. I would appreciate it if you didn’t discuss my partner like that. Plus, like I said, Sister would never approve because of his family. (Y/N)’ s father and uncle are the ones who assassinated Primo and Secondo!” he hisses. Dew freezes. If it was possible, it almost looks like his ears drop in guilt, “I’m sorry, boss… I’m just pissed for you; why do you have to be forced into a marriage with someone you don’t love when you have a perfectly good partner.” Dew says softly as he sinks back onto the couch.

Letting out what feels to be the 100th sigh since he left Imperator’s office, he walks over to the couch and places a comforting hand on the smaller male's shoulder, “I know, Dew, just..today has taken a turn for the worse.” he says, squeezing light and offering a smile. Dew looks at him before leaning into the hand on his shoulder with what feels like a purr. His group of guards are almost cat-like in their affection and fight like demons despite being human. There’s a reason nobody seems to try to attack the Emeritus’. When Primo, Secondo, and Terzo had been attacked, their ghouls had immediately launched at the assaulters and damn near tore them to pieces. All that was left to identify them was their fingerprints and dental records.

“Hey, boss, remember that plan I told you about when you first got with (Y/N)..” Swiss interjects, tapping Copia’s shoulder, “What plan?” the Papa asks, eyebrow raised. Swiss gives his signature grin, “The one where we bust you out of here, and you two run off into the sunset, of course, with your faithful posse behind you.” he says. “I don’t recall this. Care to explain?” Copia asks, crossing his arms over his chest, all of the other ghouls leaning in as Swiss gives his elaborate “plan.” He apparently has family down in the Caribbean that would be willing to help them escape from their respected families, and he also apparently has contacts who could help them leave the country without being noticed. “Wow, I definitely would’ve remembered that. Sadly, my sweet Swiss, that simply wouldn’t work.” Copia says, patting the male on his head.

Swiss pouts and crosses his arms, leaning back into Mountain, who had silently sat the entire time. “I have a better idea,” he offers. Copia turns to look at his tallest guard, “What is it, Mountain?” The large male shuffles slightly, drawing Swiss into his lap, so he doesn’t have to deal with his squirming anymore, “Tomorrow’s dinner is a masquerade, correct?” he says. Copia nods, “Bring (Y/N), we’ll bring Sister into an area where she can’t call her guards in, aka Dew and Aether take them out of commission for a while, and you explain that you’re going to marry (Y/N) or you’re leaving. Simple as that, if she refuses, we go into hiding until she gives in. I have my own contacts that know how to make people disappear.” Mountain says, a sly smirk on his face. Copia stares at his typically stoic guard, impressed by the plan. “That..might just work, Mounty, thank you,” he says, an offended hey comes from Swiss but is shut up with Mountain pressed his large hand over his mouth and presses a kiss to the top of his head, nodding at his boss with a grin as he holds the writhing male.

“Alright, I think it is time for me to head over to my beloved's home. I said I’d be there after the meeting. Copia says, slipping off his suit jacket in favor of a simple jacket that he wears whenever visiting his lover. “I’ll drive.” Rain offers, standing from his chair, Mountain, Aether, and Cirrus standing from their respective spots to follow. They tend to accompany their boss whenever he visits (Y/N). “Amazing, let’s get going. I am excited to see my amore.” Copia chirps, leading the way out of the room and down the garage.

(Y/N)’ s apartment was about half an hour from the mansion. He had chosen to live away from his own family’s mansion since he had gotten tired of his mother forcing him into feminine clothing; his oldest brother paid for the expenses, he had always been supportive of his brother’s decisions and understood his desire to get away from his mother, though (Y/N) still had a job at a local cafe, so he didn’t completely depend on his family’s money. Copia loved his quaint 1 bedroom, 1 bath in comparison to the vast estate he had grown up in. It felt homier than his house ever did. His ghouls, of course, stay in the car in order to stay inconspicuous, along with the fact none of them were exactly in the mood to watch their boss have sex with his boyfriend. “I imagine that you’re staying the night, so please just let us know when you’re done so we can come up,” Cirrus says.

(Y/N), of course, welcomed Copia’s ‘ghouls’ into his apartment, even though it was a little cramped, simply because 1. He didn’t want them to have to stay in a car all night, he had gotten mad at Copia when it happened the first and only time, and 2. He loves having the guards around because he loves them. The Papa nods, “Yes, yes. Feel free to take my card and get some food or go shopping or whatever while you wait. If I don’t message by the time you’re tired, just come up, we won’t mind.” Copia says, winking at the female who rolls her eye, though she snatches the offered credit card from her boss with a smirk. “Have fun, boss~” Aether teases from the backseat.

Copia quickly exits the car and enters the apartment building, rides the elevator up to the 4th floor, and makes his way down the hallway to the correct door. Knocking lightly, there is a moment of silence before there is a clatter, and the door suddenly swings open. (Y/N) stands in the doorway wearing only a t-shirt and a pair of boxers, holding a pistol that he quickly drops when he realizes it’s his boyfriend. “Alle!” he cries, jumping into Copia’s arms, who chuckles and hugs him back tightly, nuzzling his nose into his lover’s slightly damp hair. “Hello mia amore, I’m sorry it took me so long, Sister talked forever.” he apologizes as he sets (Y/N) back on the floor and follows him inside, not exactly lying but not wanting to worry his love just yet, “She always seems too.” (Y/N) chuckles, closing and locking the door behind them.

Before the taller male can even get his jacket off, the smaller yanks him into a dirty kiss, one filled with tongue and teeth. Smirking against his lover’s lips, backing the smaller man against a wall, the Papa shoves his thigh between the (Y/N) ’s, earning a whimper as he feels just how damp his boxers have already become. Stripping his jacket from his shoulders, then yanked the oversized shirt over his lover’s head, only breaking the kiss long enough for the fabric to be pulled off. (Y/N) whines into Copia’s mouth, grinding down on the thick thigh while the mob boss separates from the kiss to instead make his way down the (S/T) throat, leaving dark hickies in his wake. “Co..couch or bedroom? (Y/N) moans out, gripping his boyfriend’s shoulders and tilting his head back to give him more access.

Sucking one final mark, Copia lifts (Y/N) off the floor and wraps his legs around his waist, carrying the smaller man into the bedroom. Laying him down on the bed, Copia kisses his way down his lover’s chest, making sure to give some attention to his sensitive nipples ad pressing a kiss to the arching scars under his pecs before continuing down to his target. Grinning up at (Y/N) ’s bright red face as he kneels between his spread legs, the smaller male is panting and biting his lip before licking a hot strip up his clothed slit.

(Y/N) moans, hands coming to tangle into grey-streaked brown hair as Copia continues to tease him through his boxers, soaking the material with both slick and saliva. “Pl..please! I need you, baby, need your mouth on me, please.” (Y/N) begs, tugging lightly at the strands. Smirking at how needy his lover already is, “Already so desperate for me, how long have you been waiting, hmm?” he teases, rubbing his fingers against the soaked spot. The smaller male arches his back and whines, “Al..all day! Waited for you to get here, didn’t touch myself because it doesn’t feel as good as you!” (Y/N) whimpers, bucking his hips.

Holding back a groan at the desperate words, Copia pulls down the last barrier between him and his lover’s now dripping slit. But he can’t hold back the noise he makes when he finally sees his lover's soaked cunt, his little cock standing at full attention and twitching with every beat of his erratic heart. “Fuck mio amore, you’re dripping!” Copia moans, earning a whine of embarrassment from (Y/N) that quickly turns into a choked whine as the taller male wraps his lips around the sensitive nub, suckling and tracing circles around the small tip as he slips 2 fingers into his lover’s hole. The younger man is quickly overwhelmed, the testosterone he had been taking made his cock incredibly sensitive, and the way Copia was assaulting it with his mouth was almost too much for him to handle, along with the drag of his fingers inside his clenching cunt.

“Fu..fuck!” (Y/N) moans, clenching his fingers tightly into Copia’s hair, which just spurs him into sucking harder, flicking his tongue at the same pace as his fingers. The tight warmth was quickly spreading through the smaller’s stomach, toes curling against the bed, “Go..gonna cum so..soon, fuck it’s too much!” he cries, hips bucking slightly against Copia’s mouth, grinding his wetness into his chin. Smirking around the cock in his mouth, the older male slips a third finger in before closing his lips tightly around the sensitive nub and sucking as hard as he can, making sure to twirl his tongue around the tip.

(Y/N)’ s vision goes white, his eyes roll back, and he is nearly screaming as he cums hard, slick gushing around the pumping fingers, thighs closing in hard around his partner’s head as he works him through his orgasm. Finally relenting once he feels (Y/N) ’s thighs twitching harshly around his head, Copia withdraws his fingers slowly before sucking them into his mouth, moaning at the taste. “My Satan, my sweet, you always taste so lovely. Could stay buried between those thighs for hours.” he groans, winking at his partner. The smaller whines, and his hips buck slightly at the thought, but for now, Copia has other plans. He stands, quickly unbuckling his belt and shucking his pants off, before he is once again leaning over the younger man. Pressing their lips together, (Y/N) moans at the taste of himself on the other’s tongue, Copia lines his aching cock up with the drenched hole and sinks in.

Both men moan loudly; Copia at the tight, hot wetness that now surrounds his cock and (Y/N) with how full he feels, along with the fact the head is brushing directly against his g-spot. Panting into his lover’s mouth, the mob boss slowly pulls out before sinking back in, setting a slow pace that slowly grows faster. They cling to each other; (Y/N) ’s legs wrapped tightly around his hips and arms around his neck, Copia’s arms around his waist. Their lips move lazily against each other, moreso just breathing into each other as the taller fucks into his lover.

Loud moans and whines fill the room, along with obscene squelching noises from just how wet (Y/N) is, Copia can feel the slick dripping down his balls as they slap into his cunt. “You feel so amazing, Tesoro, so tight and warm, so fucking wet!” he groans, earning an embarrassed whine from his lover, “Fuck, baby! Right there, right there! Fucking shit!” (Y/N) cries, back arching as the pleasure overtakes his senses. Feeling him clench even harder around him makes the knot in Copia’s belly tighten even further. He can feel his balls tightening as his orgasm builds, “Go..gonna fill this pretty cunt up with my cum, wanna feel you cum with me, can you do that for me mio amore?” Copia pants, reaching down to rub (Y/N) ’s cock. All the smaller male can do is nod spastically and moan, letting out a high-pitched squeak at the sudden feeling of fingers on his sensitive nub.

It doesn’t take long for them both to cum. Copia falls over the edge first, hips stuttering as he cums deep inside his lover. The feeling of the hot cum being spilled inside them, along with one last hard stroke to his cock has (Y/N) ’s back arching as he cries out Copia’s name. Clenching down hard on the cock inside him as he cums, trembling violently and clinging tighter to his partner. Slowly withdrawing from the wet head, making (Y/N) wince due to how sensitive he is, Copia carefully helps his lover further onto the bed. Kissing his forehead before stumbling out of the room to grab a washcloth and some water for both of them, returning a minute later to find his partner carefully pushing the cum back into themselves despite whimpering from oversensitivity.

Smirking at the sight, “Such a good boy, pushing my cum back into you. Don’t wanna waste a drop, do you, my little cumslut?” Copia teases, sitting on the bed and handing (Y/N) the water, who just sleepily smiles at him, “Can’t let that previous Papa juice leak everywhere.” he giggles. The statement makes Copia choke on the water he had just drunk, sputtering it out, making (Y/N) laugh harder, patting his back. “You okay, love?” he asks, smirking while knowing the answer, “Yes, just please warn me before you say such things amore! I am an old man. I might have a heart attack.” Copia cries, and the smaller man rolls his eyes, “You’re not old, Alle. You’re only 43.” he states, drinking some of the water. “Fine, but I am still not as young as I used to be.” he retorts, gently wiping the little bit of cum that had begun to ooze out.

The pair finish cleaning up before snuggling on the bed, (Y/N) curled up on Copia’s chest. Sighing, knowing he has to break the news, “Amore?” he whispers quietly, earning a hum, “About the meeting with Sister…she has arranged a marriage with Silvia Horan and me.” he says. He feels the male on his chest tense before he sits up, staring at him with a hurt look, “What the fuck do you mean, arranged a marriage?” he spits, anger taking over. “(Y/N), amore, before you get more upset, please listen to me.” he begs, grabbing their hands in his, pleading green and white staring into hard (E/C), “Sister arranges this against my will, neither Silvia nor I wish for this, she has a lover of her own that she loves very much.” he explains, “But I do have a plan, well Mountain came up with it.”

(Y/N) stares at him, all of the thoughts rushing through his mind, he is hurt, but he knows that Copia would never agree to such a thing. The plan also intrigued him, “Well, go on.” he says. Copia sighs, “Tomorrow night, we are having a masquerade dinner; you are going to come with me, I have an extra ghoul mask that you can wear, and we’re going to tell my mother whether she agrees to call off the wedding, or we leave. Simple as that. I don’t care if I have to leave my family behind, my brothers are gone, and you know how I feel about my mother…I love you (Y/N) (L/N), I don’t care if our families have had this rivalry for decades. You are the one I want.” Copia states, pressing a gentle kiss to their hands.

The confession makes (Y/N) ’s eyes water, and no one has ever said anything like that to them before, so heartfelt and pure, it makes his heart twist and pound. “That…plan sounds wonderful. I’m confident it’ll work.” he says slowly before looking into those mismatched eyes he had fallen in love with, “I love you too, Allessandro Copia Emeritus. You are the one that I have dreamed of for years.” he says, letting go of Copia’s hand to reach up and cup his cheek as the tears fall. Laughing as he hiccups a sob, the older male smiles a dorky smile and tackles them in a hug, pressing kisses all over their face, kissing away the tears that were slowly falling.

That next day, they execute the plan, Sister is brought away in a far-off corridor, unknowingly guarded by Mountain and Swiss and the girls, and Copia enters with (Y/N), who pulls off his ghoul mask. Sister gasps at the sight of his white streaks, but Copia holds up a hand before she can scream. He tells his mother that he will leave if she does not call off the wedding with Silvia. Taking his guards and all of the money in his bank account that she cannot touch, he will manage the family from afar where she cannot bother him ever again. Sister sputters that he can’t do this, but when Copia shrugs and turns to leave, she begrudgingly agrees. They walk back into the ballroom, where she makes the announcement that the wedding is off. Silvia cries with joy and kisses her lover in front of their parents. He is a guard that has been a part of their household since she was 18, him being only 3 years older. Her father was pissed but couldn’t do anything in front of everyone. (Y/N) and Copia happily press their lips together in front of everyone, making it known that Papa Allessandro Emeritus and (Y/N) (L/N) were together and nobody could separate them

#copia x reader #ghost band x reader #ghost bc x reader #cardinal copia #papa emeritus iv #mafia boss #mafia romance #mafia au #love trope febraury #whiskey's burbling barrel

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xsugarysweetsx · 3 years

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hehe the way I smiled when I saw that your requests r open!!Thank you😗

May I request Cherry X Reader where they r in an arranged marriage. Like maybe the reader is from a traditional family and she agrees to it anyway since she loves her parents but is low-key scared of being his wife/a mother. They have a rocky start but end up falling in love. Maybe one day cherry takes her to S to see him race and meet the gang and she loves it. You can make it spicy at the end if you like 👀

idk why but I always think about this when I see him and also braiding his hair coz it's so much prettier than mine 😒💖

A/N:I don’t understand how a man can be so beautiful// much longer than I expected it to be....

Please enjoy~🍰

Warnings; Some mention of smut; Nothing too detailed, but it’s there

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“Come here your kimono isn’t tight enough“ your mother said as she went behind you to tighten it even more than before

“Mom! I can’t breath if it’s this tight!“ you said almost wheezing for air.

“You have to make sure your waist looks small and appealing” she said, even though, looks are not everything in a relationship. As much as you didn’t want to, you had to look your best today, it was important. You were going to meet the man you were to marry. You were part of an important family in Japan, and of course your family was very traditional. This only meant you were already expecting an arranged marriage.

Today you were meeting with him for the first time. From what you heard, he was a successful calligrapher, and popular with women. You didn't quite know how to feel with that, but this was your future. Most people wouldn't agree with arranged marriages but, you love your parents and this is what they wanted.

They told you that he was a gentleman, and very respectful. Well your hopes were up now, hopefully you’re not disappointed. Could you possibly end up in a good marriage? walking into the home you were greeted not by someone work there, but by a voice.

“Welcome, master Kaoru is waiting for you in the meeting room.“ for someone who is traditional he sure had a good AI system. Walking off to the right your father opens the sliding door and there he was. A young man with long pink hair and glasses, he wore traditional clothing and seemed very proper.

“Mr & Mrs Y/L/N, welcome please take a seat.” Not a hint of emotion on his face.

He was stoic but not cold. He poured you all some tea and your parents begin to discuss the marriage. Now that you say there and listened to everything, it really started sinking in. You were getting married to a complete stranger. You didn’t know the first thing about marriage! Or being a wife! Oh gods.....what if they expected children??

A million things were flooding your mind, you felt so lost. In all honesty, you were scared of what was to come..

“Y/N..” you were brought out of your thoughts by your mother gently shaking your shoulder “are you alright? You look sick”

“O-oh, yes I’m fine!“ you assure her swallowing the lump in your throat

“If you say so, we need you and Mr.Sakurayashiki to sign the papers as well. In 2 weeks time there will be a wedding ceremony but for now, we must fill out the papers.“ you watch Kaoru take the pen read the line and signs his name next was your turn.

He hands you the paper and pen, you bite your bottom lip as you read ‘spouse sign here’. You let out a shaky breath as the ink forms your name on the paper. After some more discussions on the wedding it was your time to leave. You all thanked him for tea and his time. Before you walked out the door he asked t speak with you for a moment, making your heart drop. You parents wait outside as you have a word with the pink haired man.

“Y/N, I just want you to relax, I noticed you were nervous before and you should know I won’t mistreat you and will try to be a proper spouse“

“Oh, uhm thank you Mr-“

He interrupts you “Please call me Kaoru“

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Just as planned the wedding happened 2 weeks from then. You couldn’t stop blushing that day, from anxiety, to shyness, to even Kaoru. He looked very handsome that day, and he was just as much as gentleman. The ceremony was calm and heartfelt, friends and family gathered to witness your union. He saw you were very nervous that day so, instead of a general kiss he gave you a quick peck.

Only for you to duck you flustered face, he found it quite cute actually. He thought you looked beautiful that day in traditional wedding attire. He took mental note son how you were as a person. Although you seemed somewhat intimidated, you were considerate and kind. You helped people who needed it, and you put others before yourself. He just hoped this marriage will have a good outcome.

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“We don’t have to do this” he simply said beginning to disrobe

“But-“ usually it was on the first night of the wedding when. It should happen

“If we get to that stage in our relationship, then you can tell me. You don’t have to force yourself. I can leave the room until you’re done getting changed” he left the room so that you can change. You take a moment to assess the situation, and you smile to yourself

“How considerate...“ you think to yourself. after changing, you both ordered room service and have dinner for the night. He was nice to talk to, it had some interesting topics to share with you. Even his calligraphy job seemed interesting. He offered to take a different room while you slept in this one's may be comfortable, but you said it was okay and you were fine with sharing a bed.

he's not like most men I hear about an arranged marriages. He's not forcing you to do anything, he's asking if I'm comfortable with everything. All the stories really kind of scared me into this, maybe it won't be so bad....maybe....

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“Y/N, get dressed we’re going out tonight“ he says coming to you and kisses your cheek. It has been about 11 months, almost a year, since you married and it has been better than you thought. of course you had fears of Nami and expectations of a “good wife”. He made sure to tell you how much of a good job you were doing, even if you didn't do much. He thought you were perfect the way you are. He also believe that he could trust you enough to share secret with you--he was taking you to “S”

Usually you both go to events together, especially ones that associated with his work. But tonight was different he had different attire on. He wore his hair in a ponytail, no glasses and a mask covering the bottom portion of his face.

“Where are we going? A costume party?“ you joke

“After seeing one person you mat think that“ he said but was still serious about you getting ready ““make sure you dress comfortably you don't need to wear kimono for this.” he gave you more detail “Now listen to me, where we are going you cannot speak of after. Not to me, nor to your parents or anyone else if they know about it.“

“Huh? Are we joining some secret society?“ you giggle coming back out in some jeans and a t shirt with a sweater.

“In a way, let’s go.“ if you thought tonight was strange you only got stranger, you would expect a person like him to have a motorcycle. Or to be carrying a skateboard for that matter, just who was this person and was he really your husband. Holding on to him you take off into the dead of night. eventually make it to the gate where he showed an s-shaped sticker and was granted entry. There multiple women started to scream

“Cherry!!” “Master Cherry!!” Were they referring to Kaoru?

“Yo Cherry, ya made it- and you finally brought a girl with ya. It’s about time” a tall muscular man with green hair said patting Kaoru on the back roughly. Next came a man with dramatic makeup and a cape. Two boys who seemed to ebe in high school, one with red hair and the other with blue. Finally a much younger looking boy with a cat hoodie. Huh, interesting crowd...

“Get off me!“ he said kicking him in the ass “This is Y/N, she’s my wife“ he said standing next to you and all their jaws drop

“Cherry is married?!“

“Huh, she’s pretty quiet compared to these girls...it’s kinda nice“

“Damn, and to think you could have gotten anyone but got married.“ Kaoru seemed very annoyed at this point

“Yes I am married, she’s better than the screaming women here, and I will not toy with women like you do!!“ he answered all their questions in one go “Y/N, this is a place where skateboarders come to race, it’s called ‘S’, these are JOE, MIYA, Reki, Langa, and SHADOW“

“H-hello..“ you wave to the small group and they waved back

“Y/N, do you mind stay here with Reki and Langa? I need to race and I’ll be back“ he asked laying hand to the top of your head and you nod. He leans down and places his covered lips to your forehead. He then picked up his board, it was black with some purple lining and goes to the start.

There he and JOE get ready to race as a traffic light counts their start. After it turns green they were off like rockets. It was still a lot to swallow...how he kind of had a double life and you were just now finding out about it. It was a bit overwhelming when you really watched him go. The way he picked up speed and rounded corners, made you hold your breath and gasp with each trick he did.

When they approach the finish line he had won and the crowd was chanting his name. They both made their way back bickering about who was the best skater, when they were both equally amazing. Crowds joined around them but you just stayed behind still processing everything. It wasn’t a bad thing, but you were just wondering so many thing. Cherry pushes his way through the crowd and to your side lifting your head without warning captures your lips in a kiss.

This was the most intimate you had been with him, and in public! The crowd went quiet and some of the girls there complained or whined about not being in your place. After he pulls away he whispered to you

“Let’s go home...“ and you were on your way back to the comfort of your home. That night he had made love to you for the first time ever. It was passionate, and steamy, and full of love. He was your first ever so he made sure to go slow for you. Everything about it just felt so good, the way he held and kissed you. He handled you like glass but did not fail to meet your pleasure.

That night was when you opened up about your fears of being his wife

“..and seeing how amazing you were tonight only made me more aware of who you were. I just...hope I can live up to your standards as a wife, and don’t get me started on children. Imagine having a plain mother“ you vented to him as he held you close

“Don’t say that,“ he snapped back “You’re an incredible wife and you’d be an even better mother one day. When I heard about the arrangement I was honestly nervous. And the day I saw you only raised my anxiety, I thought you were stunning, and your shyness only made you cuter“ he admits with a chuckle

“I guess....we’re both nervous wrecks who married each other then?“ you giggle looking up at him as your head lays on his chest

“You’re my nervous wreck“ he said poking your nose with his finger “...I have something else to tell you...“

“What’s that?“ you ask. He cranes his head down toward you

“...I love you“ he whispered as he catches you lips in a kiss

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I hope this was okay!❤️

#cherry blossom x reader #sk8 the infinity x reader #kaoru sakurayashiki #sk8 the infinity fanfic #sk8 cherry blossom #sk8 the infinity #cherry blossom #anime #anime x reader #fanfiction

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etherealino · 3 years

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date? — l. minho

synopsis: you haven’t been on a date for months and your godsent rommate decides to take you out.

content/genre: roommate!minho x reader, based off of joey and rachel in friends s8xe12 bcs im still bitter that they never ended up with each other. purely fluff !!

warning(s): um, me being lame. other than that, none. unproof read. hehe

wc: 1.7k

note: there’s going to part 2 and maybe full length fic after part two. this is fully self indulgent bcs,,, come on, who doesn’t want a joey tribbiani?

and they were friends. m.list — next.

minho looks at you with wide eyes, blinking a few times with amusement on his face. “wow, you surely planned my date, huh.” minho teases as you close your hands together, shyly looking at him. minho thinks about it—it’s actually not that bad. he could take his date out, go to that diner that you were saying and dance with them since just like you said, the diner has a dance floor, a vintage themed one. it sounds a bit more you but he loves it.

“it’s been months since i went out on a date.” you said as you looked at your roommate with a smile. when minho asks why, you sigh, “i’ve got college, if i don’t have college, i have my extracurricular stuff and if i don’t extracurricular stuff, i’m on my bed too tired to do anything. it’s just.. i’ve been so busy, i don’t have time for it.”

“ever since..” minho trails off and you shake your head. hyunjin, minho’s best friend is your ex-boyfriend. whe you found out they were best friends, you thought you wouldn’t have a nice relationship with minho but no, this angel right beside you never let you felt like he was siding with hyunjin. minho doesn’t care, he wants to be able to talk to his roommate about everything.

“you’ve caught me couple of times with a date after that.” you remind and minho nods.

“you know what? what don’t i take you out?”

you laugh at what minho says, looking at him but he only stares at you with his eyebrow raised. “oh, you’re serious?” you ask and minho nods. “no, minho, you don’t have to. plus, i have a lot to do later.”

“like what? didn’t you finish everything this morning?” minho asks.

“how’d you know i finished everything earlier?” you asked.

“i go through your journal to know your schedule.” minho says and you look at him with wide eyes. “i don’t read your brain dump stuff. i accidentally did one time and when i realized it was private, i moved on.”

you have to admit, minho was sweet about that.

“but don’t you have a date tonight?” you ask and minho shakes his head.

“that’s not until tomorrow.” minho informs and you nod. “so, date?”

“i don’t know, min.” you shrug and minho smiles at you in a teasing way.

“we’ll go dancing.” minho says and you laugh, pushing his face back gently.

“alright, fine. we’ll go.” you said and minho smiles. you don’t know why, but you are excited about it. you sigh, smiling as you get back to your book.

“minho! could you get that?” you ask from your room as your hear knocking on the apartment, but minho doesn’t answer and a second wave of knocking comes. you come out of your room, fully dressed up for your date with minho as you walk up to the door, opening it to see none other then your roommate with a smile on his face. he winks at you and you chuckle. “i thought you were in your room.”

minho pulls his hand from behind holding a small boquet of your favorite flowers. “hey! my favorite! aw, thank you, minho.” you said as you took it, smelling it and taking it inside to put it on a vase.

“nice place you got here.” minho plays as he steps inside the apartment to which you laugh. “hey, three cats! nice, didn’t know you love cats.”

“well, they’re actually my roommate’s.” you answer, playing along with a smile as you place the vase nicely beside the sink.

“oh, really?” minho nods, approving of your so called roommate—so basically, he’s approving of himself. “i would like to meet him sometime.”

you hum in agreement, “but i have to warn you. he is very protective of me. so, you should watch yourself.” you say as you walk towards your room to get your coat.

minho lets out hum, smiling. “ah, so, this roommate of yours who is very nice considering he has three cats—is he good looking?” minho asks, wiggling his eyebrows as you close the door of your room.

“oh, yes, he is! one of a kind beauty.” you answered as you put your coat on. “but odd enough, even though he’s one of the prettiest face i’ve ever seen walk on this planet, his cats love me more than him.”

“hey! hey! hey!” minho protests, scowling as he looks at you. “they don’t. why are yout rying to ruin this?”

you laugh, looping your arm around his as you both exit your apartment. when you both got into diner which was more formal than minho expected (really perfect for dating like the old times), you both sat on a booth as the waiter got your orders.

“hey, by the way, changbin stopped by earlier to—”

“hey, what are you doing?” minho laughs lightly. “this a date, okay? two people getting to know each other. no roommate stuff, hm?”

“hm,” you hum with a smile. “okay, so, tell me! what is lee minho like on a date?”

“what do you mean?” minho asks.

“like, does he have a signature move?” you explain, smiling. “i mean, we both know you’re very flirty and all, but what is lee minho like on a date? come on, tell me.”

minho smiles, “alright,” he mumbles, “i always make sure my date would have a drink or eat that would leave a stain on their lip.”

“why?” you ask as some of your orders were placed on your table. minho’s eyes lighten up as he sees the cake he ordered. he pushes the creamy cake towards you and smiles.

“wanna try some?” minho offers and you shrug, taking a fork to have a bite of the cake. then just like minho planned, it left some of the crumbs on the corners of your mouth. when minho sees you reaching out for tissues, he beats you to it, saying, “i’ll get that for you.” minho smiles as he dabs the tissue on the corner of your mouth, slowly until his hand was placed on your cheek, thumb rubbing circles on your skin. you look back into his eyes, getting lost in the galaxies of his eyes as he stared into your soul, making you lean in—

“hey!” you exclaimed, snapping out of your trance as you remembered that you asked minho’s move. minho giggles, winking at you as you laugh. “nice. just your style, actions over words.”

“how about you?” minho asks and you hum, smiling.

“so, what’s your major again?” you ask and minho raises an eyebrow, making you gesture with your hand for him to just answer.

“computer science.”

“what?” you ask, leaning in closer.

“computer science.”

“again.” you say, leaning closer as you rest your hand on minho’s thigh and he sighs.

“y/n, i’m your roommate, you know my—” minho cuts himself off as you tilt your head towards him. minho stares into your eyes, a bit taken back when your eyes land on minho’s lips.

“okay, that’s—” minho laughs as he pulls away and you grin at him, laughing lightly. “nice, y/n. nice.” you shrug, laughing. the night went on and just like minho promised, he danced with you on the space given as he requested a slow song. minho rests his jaw against the side of your head with his arm wrapped around you and the other hand holding yours against his chest. minho frowns, feeling tingly as he hold you close against him.

“you know,” minho begins as he closes the door of the apartment behind him. “this is the best date i’ve ever had.” minho confesses with a grin on his face. you look at him, removing your coat.

“me, too.” you said with a pout but a smille still comes on your face. “thank you so much for doing this. you really didn’t have to, min.”

minho chuckles, removing his own coat. “so, does y/l/n y/n have any final moves at the end of the night?” minho asks as he hangs his coat on the rack.

“you first.” you smile.

“i really don’t.” minho says, shrugging. “i just look them deep in the eyes, cup their cheeks and go in for a slow kiss. and then i pull away, smile wide and drag my hands down their arms until i reach their hands, grab them, lift it up to my lips and kiss their knuckles.”

you smile softly. “that’s actually sweet.” minho gestures to you, silently saying it’s your turn. “okay,” you mumble, walking towards him as you hold his hands in each of yours. “you know that thing you asked me about this one time when i had a date and i told you that i just like playing with their fingers?”

“yeah,”

“well,” you start by lifting your hands that grab minho’s as you face your palms up, minho’s hands on top of yours as you slowly pull your hands away but your fingers gently playing with his as you twist your hands, intertwining your fingers with his. “i play with their hands for a bit.” you explain. “and then, i slide my hands up to their arms until it stops by their shoulders—ooh, look what you just did?” you ask and minho looks at his arms that he might have unconsciously wrapped them around your middle. “and then i place my hands on their jaws, caress their face for a bit with my thumb. then put my hands on their hair, playing with it,” you say, taking it in action. “and that’s when i kiss them.”

you smile, looking up into minho’s eyes to see them staring right back at you.

a sigh leaves your lips, slowly pulling away. “i know, it doesn’t seem like—”

“no, no, no, it would work.” minho says, chuckling lightly. you grin, opening your arms for him as he embraces you, wrapping his arms around your middle.

“thank you so much.” you say as you rock both of you side by side. “i had so much fun.” you giggle and you pull away, kissing his cheek. “good night, honey.”

“good night.” minho smiles as you fully pull away, arm extending as you walk away, slowly letting go of minho’s hand. minho watches you as you enter your room, frowning as he put his hand over his heart as if trying to calm his heart down from the interaction he had with you. why the hell was he feeling so happy and tingly? why is his heart beating so fast?

come say hi, my loves !!

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monlunetaeil · 3 years

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Dating Mark!!

This is number 2 in my 'Dating NCT headcanons' !! Jaehyun is up next (per request!) but feel free to send me an ask with who you would like to see after that!!

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okkkk sooooo,,, mark lee

I honestly have so much to say about this one

he's just so,,,, so mark

Literally laughs at everything you say

you breathe? hahaha

You tell a joke? hahaha

You fall? HAHAHAHAHAH

This also puts you in the Mark violence zone

aka if he laughs, he hits and you're the one getting hit

always apologizes after tho lmaooo

he also laughs in text so he basically sends every message with a haha at the end

literally texted you "Hey it was nice meeting you tonight! haha, wanna go out and grab some food sometime? my treat of course haha :)" to ask you out for the first time🙄

even the first time he said I love you was followed by laughter

He's also really not good at the pet name thing

sure he calls you babe and stuff

but he defo has a bad habit of calling you dude

like the second he gets excited "YO DUDE"

He'll also call you bro too LMAOO

"mark please stop calling me bro that makes us fucking really weird if you think about it too much"

Also, compliments are not his strong point

like he tries but like,,, it always comes out wrong

think of him trying to explain nct lyrics,,,,,,,, in a pg way

the type to say "you look the prettiest you've ever looked" when you're in the dark😭

"yo dude you know what I meant!!! I can see what you look like I have 20/20 vision!"

forever smooth Mr mark lee 😭

Mark doesn't necessarily strike me as the massively physically affectionate type

at least in front of others anyway

but mark can't hide his emotions very well

so his fondness still comes across but in more subtle ways

he looks at you like his world... laughs just that bit harder at your jokes

Your name in his phone is the only one with emojis next to it and with a contact photo

His lock screen is also 100% a candid photo of you and he's defo the type to just,,, smile at it sometimes

He'd also DIE to have matching home screens

even more so if they made a full picture when you put your phones together

He definitely prefers to text because its quick, easy and far less awkward,,, but with you he always calls

he just,, likes to hear your voice

and unbeknownst to you he's always smiling on the other end

the only time he's super physically affectionate is when he's sleepy

like he'll be half asleep but he'll cling to you like his life depended on it

defo the little spoon hehe

LIVES for lowkey dates

like raiding a convenience store and watching shitty horror films on the tv?? that's his SHIT

He'd pretend not to be terrified but 30 mins in he's hiding behind you 😭

the only time you really go out is maybe to the movies or for lunch

nothing too fancy

he tried taking you bowling once but he kept getting the ball in the gutter and it was not good for his "macho man" image apparently...

he swoons mega hard when you wear his hoodies

Like you just look so cute he can't help but pinch ur cheeks

gives u his jacket ALL THE TIME

and he'd be freezing without it but he just loves the way the sleeves are too long and how tiny you look

and when he drops you off he'd tell you to keep it because its "a chance to see you again"

"mark we've literally been dating for a year of course you're going to see me again"

but he'd still make you keep it and walk home freezing because when he gets it back, he knows it will smell of you... but he won't tell you that lol

He doesn't talk about his feelings much at first

he finds it a bit awkward

so when he does open up about stuff its full of 'umm's and awkward laughs

he'd get a little intimidated by the way you're looking at him so intently and try and back out

but when you encourage him it warms his heart a lot

because he always felt like no one would really care enough to listen to him talk about how he feels

it'll be like that the next few times

until he gets comfortable and then he'll have no problem ranting to you about stuff

you're the one person he can trust, the only one he feels safe around

and that makes you the most special person in the world to him :))

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ericsangyeon · 3 years

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addicted - l.sy

‘He was like fire, she was his igniter. Together they were each other's addictions.”

pairing: sangyeon x female! reader

word count: 7.0k

genre: angst, fluff, suggestive

theme: gang au sorta??

warnings: SMUT!!, profanity, drinking, guns, blood, kidnapping, bang chan and skz are villians

a/n: hey guys! i wanted to try writing a fic bc why not! this is my first tme ever writing smut so be nice. also this was edited many times but there could be mistakes so just bare with me. enjoy it! i worked really hard hehe -t :D

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“Kevin oh my god. I'm not going to that criminal ball.” I roll my eyes at my best friend.

“Pretty please? You can finally meet Jacob! And I'm pretty sure a certain someone wants you there too,” Kevin smirks from the other side of the work area. I stop cleaning the countertops and stare up at him with wide eyes.

Kevin, and his boyfriend Jacob, are members of the underground mafia group TBZ, which never gets brought up when I'm with Kevin because he knows it makes me uncomfortable. That was until Lee Sangyeon came into the picture. Sangyeon is the leader and “big boss” (as Kevin calls him) of TBZ, and has somehow found interest in me. Ever since Kevin brought him into the cafe a month ago during one of my shifts, I kept bumping into him everywhere. From work, to campus, to even near my apartment. He tries to make small talk with me, which I always ignore and keep distance from him. I see him all the time despite wanting to, and I want nothing to do with him…. even though he literally looks and talks like an angel sent from heaven. I'm positive there is some sort of an attraction between the two of us. But don't tell anyone I said that. Lee Sangyeon is hopelessly attractive and I couldn't help myself to have developed a crush on him. If it wasn't for his shady career choice, I would have hooked up with him in an instant.

“How many times do I have to tell you Kevin? I want nothing to do with him,” I cry while Kevin snickers.

“He's not even that bad, he only hurts people who have wronged him” Kevin explains.”But never mind about him, Jacob really wants to meet you and you said you’re free Friday so please, please pl-”

“Fine oh my god.” I huff while Kevin claps, pleased with himself. “One problem, I have nothing to wear.”

“Not to worry about that sweetheart, I got that covered. Just text me your measurements.” Kevin says. I was going to try to argue with him but I knew he would win no matter what, so I just shot him a thumbs up.

“Anyways babes I gotta go to class now. See ya y/n!” Kevin grins, blew me an air kiss which I caught with a small smile, and walked out of the cafe.

I sigh and put the cleaning supplies away. As I went to greet a customer, all I could think was - it's just a ball, with your best friend and his boyfriend. What could possibly go wrong?

On Thursday night, as I was getting ready to make dinner, there was a knock on my apartment door. I went to answer it, but found no one there when I opened it. Instead, a white box with a small bag on top, both had my name on it. “Oh yes.” I thought to myself. “The criminal ball.”

I grabbed both items and brought them to my room to open them. I unsecure the first box to be greeted to white tissue paper and a note on top, which I pick up and read the writing.

“This colour will look ravishing on you. Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

Or at least that's what I thought it said. It was written in a script that I had never seen before, and it certainly wasn't Kevin’s handwriting. Maybe Jacob’s? I put the note aside and unwrap the tissue paper to take out the dress and my jaw drops. I pull out a ball gown that was wine red and had a lace strapless top with a semi-poofy skirt attached. Below it were gold open toed high heels. I laid everything down on my bed and reached for the small bag that was on top. Without checking first, I pull out what was in that bag and gasp. In my hands is a beautiful gold mask with black silk fabric to wrap around my eyes. Fuck. Kevin never mentioned it being a masquerade ball? Now I have a higher chance of running into Lee Sangyeon since I probably won’t be able to tell who's who.

I send Kevin a quick text saying thank you for the dress, cursing him out for not telling me that piece of info. To finish my day, I made my dinner and went to bed early.

Friday night at 6:45pm, found me applying my last coat of lipstick as I stood up from my vanity chair. Staring back at me in the mirror was a completely different person. I loosely curled my long straight hair so it was falling down my back in waves. My makeup was not too heavy, yet not too light. My eyeshadow was a nude colour to contrast with my mask, as well as my lipstick was wine red to match my gown. The dress and shoes fit me perfectly (thanks Kevin), as well as the finishing touch, the gold mask.

My phone beeps and I looked down to see a text that the car Kevin sent for me was here, so I grabbed my phone and clutch and locked up my apartment. “Goodbye bed, I’ll see you later tonight.” I thought to myself, smirking.

The car waiting for me downstairs was gorgeous and sleek, and when I entered the back seat, the driver tipped his hat at me and we were on our way.

After driving 20 mins out of the city, the driver turns onto a single sided road where in the distance, I could see a huge house with bright lights shining.

“Oh my god.” I whispered to myself as the driver pulled up to a mansion - no - castle with a staircase leading to the entrance. The car stops and I could feel myself start to get nauseous. The driver came to open my door, lending me a hand so I could get out of the car safely.

“Have a great evening, Miss y/n.”

“Thank you, I do hope so.” I smile softly as I turned to walk up the staircase on this warm June evening.

As I was walking in the big hallway that led to what I'm guessing is the ballroom, I went over my rules for tonight. 1) Don't trip 2) stay with Kevin 3) avoid Sangyeon at all costs.

But of course, when the guards opened the big double doors for me to enter, everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at me as I walked further into the room. I see someone come forward from the crowd of people and my eyes go wide because I know it is not Kevin or Jacob.

Lee Sangyeon is walking towards me like he had been waiting for this moment, and there was nothing I could do about it.

He looks amazing of course, like a walking marble statue that came to life. His light brown hair was pushed back to reveal his amazing eyebrows and smirking lips and he was dressed in a black velvet suit that was so low cut that I could see a glimpse of his defined pecs. He wore a black velvet mask over his brown eyes. Sangyeon had me very much weak at the knees right now so thank god everyone went back to minding their own business.

“Y/n! I'm so glad you could make it.” He smiles at me. That goddamn smile. “You look exquisite.” Sangyeon said to me as he reached down, grabs my hand and softly kisses it while staring at me.

My breath hitches. “You don’t look too bad yourself.” I softly smile at him. “Now excuse me,” I whisper, attempting to create some distance. But his hand on mine got tighter. “May I have this dance?” Sangyeon asks. I nod my head, not sure what took over me. He softly smiles at me and leads me toward the dance floor, where other couples are dancing already. As we were nearing the dance floor, I felt myself trip over my gown. Before I could faceplant with the floor, rough hands were on my waist pulling me up.

“Be careful y/n.” Sangyeon chuckles and I thought I would throw up on his designer shoes.

He puts my hands on his neck and grabs my waist to pull me close to him. Sangyeon starts to sway me back and forth, eyes never leaving mine. As we danced for a few minutes, I felt his thumb lightly brush against my hip bone and I saw him slightly leaning his face towards mine. I finally jumped out of the trance he put me in and unwrapped my arms from his neck.

“I can’t do this. Excuse me.” I told Sangyeon as I brushed past him, leaving him on the dancefloor alone.

I speed walk over to the bar and spot a familiar black head of curls standing with a brunette boy wearing a similar tux.

“Where have you been, asshole?” I yell behind Kevin, making him jump and then smile at me.

“Hey y/n you made it! Meet Jacob, my boyfriend.” He gestures towards the man next to him wearing the same mask.

“Nice to meet you, Jacob. Kev, I'm getting a drink and then calling a cab to leave. I can’t be here.” I say while looking around.

Before Kevin could say anything back, I turned my back to him and ordered red wine from the nearest bartender. I sigh and drink my wine and look over at the guy who is standing next to me.

“Rough night?’ He smiles at me.

“You could say that.” I smile back as I drank more of my wine.

He chuckles and extends his hand to me.”I’m Bang Chan.”

“Y/n.” I shake his hand back.

His smile faded once I said my name.”You’re Lee’s girl?”

I stare wide eyed at him. “I'm who's girl??”

Before he could answer me, a body was standing between us. Sangyeon.

“Piss off Bang, she's mine.” Sangyeon growls at him.

“Excuse me?” I said but no one seems to hear me.

“Chill out Lee, I was just getting to know her, but I’ll leave.” Bang Chan waves bye to me behind Sangyeon’s back and walks away.

Sangyeon turned around and looked at me, his defined jaw clenching tightly.

“Y/n, we are leaving.” He states.

“I am not going anywhere with you!” I yell back while a muscle in his jaw twitches as he clenches his hands into a fist.

“Y/n. I suggest you go with him before he tries to shoot someone, because he will.” Kevin appears and says behind me, squeezing my shoulder. I just nod my head at Sangyeon. Kevin would never put me in danger. Right?

Before I could even say bye, Sangyeon grabs my hand and is leading me out the ballroom door, out of the castle and towards his car.

He opens the passenger seat car door for me. “Get in.” He says to me. I glare at him as I get in slowly.

Sangyeon shuts the door and walks over to the driver side, gets in, takes his mask off, and starts the car without even saying anything. And we are off to god knows where.

The entire drive was silent. Sangyeon is gripping the wheel tightly, rough fingers scattered with rings turning white. I'm too scared to move, only moving my hands to remove my mask and my heels that were starting to hurt my feet.

20 minutes later, we are back in the city and Sangyeon is pulling into a parking garage surrounded by guards. He pulls into a parking spot, and leaves the car after stopping it. I open the car door to follow him, barefoot and all.

In the elevator I kept trying to glance over at Sangyeon, but he’s looking straight ahead, defined jaw still clenched. The elevator door opens and I gasp. I walk out behind Sangyeon to see a beautiful penthouse common area surrounded by glass windows overlooking the city night sky.

Before I could even admire the place and the city lights that surrounded the room, my back is being pushed against a hard wall to face a livid Sangyeon. He grabs my wrists and leans in.

“How dare you talk to other men, especially him.” Sangyeon growls in my ear. “You’re mine.”

I stare at him in disbelief as he faces me again. “I-I will never be yours. You can't tell me what to do.”

A smirk slowly appears on his face. “Oh yeah? We will see about that, princess.”

Before I could even think of a witty response back, Sangyeon grabbed my face and his lips were on mine, and I felt my tough interior crumble as I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him even closer, bodies touching.

He kisses me again. And again. Like he is possessing me. And it was working as I kissed him back hard. “You are mine” Sangyeon whispers against my lips. “No one else’s.” Sangyeon starts kissing down my neck, lightly sucking on certain parts, while I’m biting my lip trying to hold back my moans. It felt so goddamn good, but I'm stubborn and didn't want him to have the upper hand. Sangyeon sucks hard on the crook of my neck, making me release my lips and moan as I feel him smirk against my neck. He won, I lost and now I am melting into his touch.

Sangyeon kisses my shoulders and exposed collarbones, stops and chuckles into the crook of my neck.

“You know I picked this dress for you. Not Kevin.” he says while unzipping my gown.

“What?” I whisper, shocked.

“You heard me.” Then my dress is on the ground, leaving me in just my black strapless bra and panties. Sangyeon is staring at my body with lust covered eyes as I just stare back at him, both of us breathing heavily, a boner starting to appear in his velvet suit pants.

“Wow, you’re so fucking beautiful.” He says quickly before kissing me again hard on the lips, shoving each other's tongues deep inside our mouths.

“Jump” He mumbles against my mouth and I obey, wrapping my legs around him as he carries me to his bedroom, never breaking the kiss.

When we enter his room, he lays me down softly on the huge mattress and proceeds to take my bra off, leaving me topless.

“God, these tits.” I hear him growl as I hiss at the cold air hitting my bare breasts, but the hissing quickly turns into moans as Sangyeon takes my right nipple into his mouth and sucks on it while playing with the other one using his hand.

“Fuck.” I moan loudly, mouth parting.

After rotating, sucking and playing with my breasts, Sangyeon removes his mouth from my nipple and starts to kiss down my stomach, inching towards my panties.

“You're such a good girl for me.” He coos on my stomach as I moan and squirm. Sangyeon brushes his fingers lightly against the fabric of my panties and looks up at me and mouths “you sure?” I nod my head back. He smiles before removing my panties with his teeth. I am now bare naked in front of a fully clothed Lee Sangyeon.

Sangyeon positions himself right in front of my pussy and spreads my legs open as I gasp and watch him lean down. He kisses and sucks on both my thighs, guaranteeing hickeys in those spots later on.

“You’re so fucking ethereal, Y/n.” Sangyeon mumbles and kisses the tops of my thighs softly, and before I could even think, his mouth was on my clit and I scream.

“FUCK Sangyeon oh my god!” I arch my back and moan loud as he licks into my clit.

“So wet me for me already.” He murmurs against my pussy.

He starts to suck and kiss my clit and I can’t breathe. I could feel his tongue exploring my entire pussy, eating it up as if it was his favorite food. My hands found his soft light brown hair and as I ran my hands through it, he sucked on my clit even harder. After for what seemed like seconds, Sangyeon comes up for air and proceeds to put a finger slowly in my hole, pumping in and out.

“You tasted so good, I can’t wait to see how you take my fingers and then my cock.” Sangyeon rasps out as he adds another finger as I'm a moaning mess below him.

“FUCK! Im gonna-” “Cum for me babygirl.” He says while pumping his fingers faster. I arch my back and scream his name while I cum onto his rough digits. He removes them from my pussy and sucks on the juices that got on them.

“Tastes so sweet.” He says while licking his fingers clean and staring directly at my hooded eyes and parted mouth.

Before I can even catch my breath, his lips are on mine quickly, stands up from the bed and unbuttons his blazer, revealing his amazing toned upper body and taking off his pants and boxers, cock slapping against his abs. He was huge, I gulp knowing that that's going to be inside me soon.

“I'm on the pill!” I hear myself blurt out. Sangyeon chuckles at that.

“Good to know y/n.” He says with a smile while running a hand through his hair before positioning himself over my body, hands on each side of me and aligning his cock with my hole.

“This is gonna hurt.” I thought to myself, since the last time I had sex was high school and it was awful to say the least.

Sangyeon starts to slide his dick in slowly and I can’t breathe again.

“Fuck. You're such a tight baby girl.” He rasps out as I let out a string of curses.

Sangyon thrusts into me slowly at first, but when he realizes i'm no longer screaming and just moaning, he removes his cock and slams it back into me hard and fast, which makes me lose my mind. He swears under his breath a few times before he speeds up the movements. I wrap my arms and legs around him, leaving scratches on his back as he leans closer to me and touches his forehead with mine.

“You're so beautiful sprawled out like this under me princess.” he growls into my ear as he thrusts even harder into my pussy, making both of us swear and moan each other's names as I move my hands from his back to his hair and he moves his to play with my nipples.

Between Sangyeon pinching my nipples and his cock tearing me open, the pleasure flowing through right now is something I have never felt before.

“Shit y/n!” Sangyeon grunts and thrusts hard once more into my pussy and pulls his dick out and uses his right hand to pump out his orgasm all over my stomach. His other hand reaches down to rub my clit in circles while kissing my neck and leaving more hickeys to help ride out my second orgasm of the night.

“Fuck Sangyeon!” I scream as I release all over his fingers once again. He licks it up again and mumbles “so sweet princess.” while looking at my dilated pupils.

He gets off me and rolls over so that he's beside my overstimulated body but head is tilted towards my direction.

“Are you okay?” Sangyeon asks me, concerned eyes looking over my shaking body that's struggling to even look at where he is.

“I'm amazing.” I respond back softly, him sighing in relief as he strokes my cheek with his knuckle.

“I've wanted to do this for so long.” He whispers and smiles softly at me.

“Me too.” I whisper back smiling as he kisses my lips softly and jumps out of bed, and runs into the connected bathroom fully naked leaving me alone in his huge bed, body paralyzed.

Sangyeon returns with a washcloth and a bowl of warm water and moves my shaking body so I'm lying on his leg while he dips the cloth in the water and starts to clean me up.

“You did so well for me. You were so beautiful when you came. So beautiful for me.” He murmurs to me fondly, rubbing the cloth over my body tenderly as I'm falling in and out of slumber. As I fall asleep, Sangyeon gets into bed next to me and tucks us both in. He kisses my forehead and wraps his arms around my waist and I rest my head on his chest.

“What a night.” I think to myself before dozing off in Sangyeons strong arms, moonlight shining through the huge windows.

Tomorrow is a new day, where we decide what happens next. But one thing's for sure.

I am addicted to Lee Sangyeon.

Light shines through the windows as I open my eyes to an unfamiliar surrounding, and then it hits me. I had mindblowing sex with Lee Sangyeon and now I am lying naked, tangled in his bedsheets. I feel an arm loosely draped around my bare waist. As I sigh and glance over next to me, I find Sangyeon lying on his side, staring at me with fond eyes.

“Good morning, beautiful.” He whispers to me in his deep morning voice. Swoon.

“Good morning, handsome.” I whisper back to him with a smile on my face.

I untangle myself from his arm, and attach my lips softly to his. Sangyeon does not react at first, but proceeds to kiss me back softly and full of tenderness as he cups my face into his hands. I break the kiss and lay my head on his bare chest.

“Last night was amazing.” Sangyeon murmurs into my hair and kisses my temple as I nod back.

Oh fuck, I just remembered. I sat up and faced the man with wide eyes.

“What's wrong baby?” Sangyeon asks, genuinely concerned.

“Fuck, what do I tell Kevin?” I gape at him.

Sangyeon chuckles loudly, eyes crinkling as he grabs my waist and pulls me down towards him. He tickles me, making me laugh.

After lying in bed for what seemed like hours and just talking, Sangyeon reaches over to the night table next to him. He grabs his phone and starts to furiously type as I just stare at his fingers flying across the screen.

“I told Jacob he is in charge over at the house this weekend, which means I get to spend it all with you.” He says as he puts his phone back down. Apparently, now I was spending the weekend at Sangyeon’s luxury penthouse. Good thing I didn’t have work this weekend.

After taking a shower in Sangyeon’s massive ensuite bathroom (and looking at myself in the mirror, in shock at the sight of my hickeys across my body), I changed into the clothes he left me, which seems to be his boxers and a blue and pink pullover sweater. I walk out of the bedroom towards the kitchen to find a very shirtless Sangyeon putting waffles on the island counter. He briefly explained to me earlier that he sent all his staff home, including his cooks, so it could just be us in the penthouse.

“Wow, waffles? You really know the way to a girl's heart.” I say amused as I take a seat on one of the island chairs.

He laughs loud and leans over the island, arms resting on the counter. “It's one of the only things I know how to make, so expect take out the rest of the weekend.” Sangyeon says with a smile on his beautiful face as I wolfed down the waffles in front of me.

“One day I’ll teach you how to cook.” I wink at him.

Sangyeon grabs my hand softly and rubs his thumb over my knuckles and kisses them softly. “I would love that, y/n.” He says with a smile on his face.

The rest of the day is spent just relaxing. Sangyeon shows me around his penthouse, from his impressive indoor gym to his walk in closet in which he implies that will once be mine as well. I ignore his comment. Afterwards, he shows me the tv room where a massive flat screen was attached to the wall and asks me to pick a movie, which I pick The Notebook.

“Really y/n?” Sangyeon rolls his eyes as he sets the movie up.

“Yes Sangyeon really. Now come sit here and enjoy.” I respond as I pat the spot on the leather couch next to me.

After the movie, and laughing at an almost crying Sangyeon, I go to retrieve my phone from my clutch to find 15 missed calls from Kevin.

“Oh good! He didn't kill you!” Kevin cries in my ear after picking up after the first ring.

“Yes Kev, I'm totally fine.” I respond quietly.

“Did you guys fuck?” Kevin asks and when I don’t respond, he screams into the phone, which makes me cringe and move the device away from my ear.

“OMG I KNEW IT YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING! WAS HIS DICK AS BIG AS JACOB AND I THOUGHT?” He yells into the phone as I softly chuckle and proceeds to tell everything to a panicking Kevin.

“Holy shit. I owe Eric $50.” Kevin sighs into the phone after I explained everything to him.

“You were betting on me? Anyways I don't even wanna know.” I say annoyed.

“Are you guys like a thing now?” He asks me.

“I'm not entirely sure.” I reply unsure.

“Well no matter what, I support you sweetcheeks.” Kevin assures.

I snort. “Thanks Kev, right back at you. Gotta go now eat dinner, I'll update you later.”

Kevin laughs. “Enjoy Sangyeons big d-” I hung up on him.

That night found Sangyeon and I, fully clothed, cuddled in bed and holding each other, just listening to each other's heartbeat and making small talk.

“Sangyeon, how did you become the leader of TBZ?” I asked, looking up at him from where my head was on his chest.

He sighs and looks straight ahead. “For generations, a Lee has always led the gang, no matter what. It was between my cousins and myself, but my elders picked me, as my dad was the former leader before he passed and I've always been a leader, even since I was a young boy,” Sangyeon replies.

“I’m so sorry.” I say to him. He smiles softly and kisses my cheek.

“Don’t worry about me princess. Tell me, what are you studying?” He asks me.

“I'm studying childhood studies and english lit so after I graduate I can enroll in a teachers college. I wanna be an elementary school teacher.” I answer him proudly.

Sangyeon smiles at me fondly. “You will be an amazing teacher.” He says while stroking my face with his hands. He kisses me softly as I melt into his touch.

After not being so sure about Sangyeon, I have come to realize how amazing he is. I can feel myself starting to like him more and more each day.

I am his and he is mine and in the end, it's him and I.

Months pass, and Sangyeon and I can’t get enough of each other. Everyday when I finish my shift at work, he picks me up and we either go to his place or mine to have dinner. Last week I even taught him how to boil pasta! But, sometimes we don’t even make it to dinner because I end up riding him in the back of his luxury car. Whoops.

One day while we were lying in bed after having sex, I sat up.

“Wait Sangyeon, what are we?” I asked him, facing where he was lying on his back.

Sangyeon sat up next to me. “Well y/n, I'm extremely fond of you and think you are the most intelligent and beautiful girl I have ever laid eyes on, and I wish to give you nothing but happiness and satisfaction. I would love nothing more than for you to be my girlfriend,” He says to me, a glimmer in his eyes.

I stare at him, shocked because no one has ever said anything like this to me, and then I felt myself smile at him as I wrap my arms around his shoulders.

“Yes Lee Sangyeon, I will be your girlfriend. I will be yours.”

He smiles wide back at me. “Then you are all mine.” He whispers back as he connects his lips with mine for a passionate kiss.

Kevin thinks it’s hilarious that I wear more turtlenecks more often, which always makes me turn beet red. Because when Sangyeon and I have sex, he doesn’t just bite, he chews on my body like a fucking dog (“Doesnt it feel so good though?” “Kevin I swear to god.”) I have also gotten to meet Sangyeon’s entire gang, made up of 11 men including himself, and watching Sangyeon speak to them so confidently and leader-like makes my heart flutter. Yeah, I definitely think I’ve fallen in love with Lee Sangyeon.

A rainy Thursday afternoon found me finishing up my shift at work, getting ready to close the cafe as the only employee left. Sangyeon had texted me earlier saying he couldn't pick me up today due to an important meeting, so I was stuck walking home alone. Which was fine with me since my apartment was only a ten minute walk from the cafe.

As I was locking up the cafe doors, I heard a car engine behind me. I turned around smiling, expecting to see Sangyeon, but my smile faded, when the window opened and Bang Chan was in the passenger seat, pointing a gun at me.

“Y/n. Get in the car right now so no one gets hurt.” He commands me in a monotone voice.

“Never.” I sneer back at him and start to back away from the car.

“Fine. Guess we are doing this the hard way.” He replies.

Before I could sprint away, someone appeared behind me, put a cloth to my mouth and grabbed my waist. As the world around me went black, all I could think was, “Lee Sangyeon is going to murder you for stealing his girl.”

Blood. Blood is dripping from a gash in my forehead when I regain consciousness. I look around frantically to find myself in what looked like an abandoned warehouse with my hands and legs tied together with heavy rope.

“Help!” I scream loudly, but that did not do anything for my situation. Instead, Bang Chan enters with another man holding a rifle and I feel another scream forming in my throat. The rope tied around my hands and legs were digging into my flesh and I could feel blood emerging from them.

“Ah y/n! Lee’s playtoy! Glad to see you awake!” Bang Chan claps and smiles at me wickedly while I just glare back.

“TBZ knows you're with us sweetheart.” He says. “We told them it's either you or the money.”

My mouth opens and then closes. “What money? I swear I don't know anything, he never tells me about his work,” I cry to him.

“LIES!” Bang Chan screams. “Han. Go get her.” The other man - Han - walks over to me, ignites the rifle and puts it against my head hard. I start to cry even harder and squirm in my spot even though I feel the rope burning getting worse.

“We are going to try this again y/n. Where is the money?” Bang Chan yells into my face. I spat at him and Han forced the gun to my already bleeding forehead harder.

“I'm done. Shoot her.” Bang Chan shouts.

“No, please don't shoot!” I cry, knowing nothing will make a difference.

As I felt Han press down on the trigger, I stop thrashing and sat still. At this point, there was nothing I could do to stop this myself.

Lee Sangyeon, don't forget about me.

“DON’T FUCKING TOUCH HER!” A familiar voice yells behind Bang Chan.

I wail loud with my last bit of strength I had. “Help m-” BOOM!

Around me, I see the building collapse, rubble hitting my head as it knocks me over. Gunshots were loud and clear although my ears were ringing loud.

The last thing I remember before blacking out again were strong arms pulling me out of rubble.

Beeping. White ceiling. That is what I see and hear when I finally regain consciousness again. Looking around the plain room, I can see that I’m in a hospital bed. There is a bandage on my head and I can feel both my wrists and feet bandaged tightly, as well as an IV in my right arm. I move my head to the right slowly to the hallway window and see guards are positioned outside the hospital room. “Anything for Lee Sangyeon’s girl.” I think to myself and chuckle.

Wait. Sangyeon. Where is he? Is he alive?

“Hey sweet cheeks.” I hear a voice from the other side of the room. I slowly turn my head to see Kevin standing up from the couch that is in front of my bed and smiling at me.

“I'm glad you're okay. You woke up earlier than the doctors thought. You don’t have to worry about the Stray Kids gang anymore. They all died in the explosion.” He explains to me.

I nod my head slowly.

“Sangyeon. Where is Sangyeon?” I rasp out to Kevin.

Kevin softly smirks and shakes his head at the ground. “He's okay, he was here a few minutes ago, he hasn’t left your side in days. I’ll go get him, he's just getting his bandages touched up. He got injured in the explosion while pulling you out of the rubble.” Kevin tells me as I feel tears in my eyes. He would’ve sacrificed himself to save my life.

After patting my head softly, Kevin left the room to get Sangyeon, leaving me alone crying softly.

“Y/n.” I gasp and sit up and look towards the door, where the love of my life, Lee Sangyeon is standing with white bandages on his left arm and tears streaming down his scratched up, but beautiful face. Seeing him standing in front of me, makes me cry even harder. Without saying anything, I rip the IV out of my arm, slide out of the bed and jump into Sangyeons arms, and engulf him in a hug, which he gladly returns.

“I thought I lost you.” I cry into his shoulder as he sits down on the bed with me on his lap. I move my head to stare into his beautiful eyes, that still have his usual shimmer, even after all that has happened. “You'll never lose me.” He whispers fondly as he cups my face in his hands and wipes away my tears softly with his right thumb.

Sangyeon held me like I was a broken doll, fragile but sweet. He whispered sorry to me over and over again, which I quickly shushed and ran a bandaged hand through his soft brown hair.

“I love you so much.” I say to him, grabbing his neck softly and pulling him towards me.

“I love you more princess.” He says while smiling wide at me, which made me smile back at him as we connected foreheads.

“God Sangyeon. Go take a shower you stink.” I say to him as we enter his penthouse after being in the hospital for days, which ended with the doctor clearing both of us. I got the bandages on my head, hands, and feet, and he got his bandages removed.

“And you don’t smell y/n?” He smirks at me as I scoff. “Shower with me.” He says, eyes darkening as my breath hitches.

“Okay.” I nod, and we are on our way to his huge ensuite bathroom.

We both strip out of our dirty clothes and get into the massive glass shower, me going in first with Sangyeon following.

I watch him pump the liquid from the shampoo bottle into his hands, and lather the shampoo into my hair as he stands behind me.

“You’re so fucking beautiful Y/n” Sangyeon tells me as I lean my back into his chest. His hands lightly trace my body, lingering on my lower stomach and my breasts. I could feel his erection growing, and being the little greedy bitch I am, I grind down on it slowly. All of a sudden, he turns me around and attaches his lips to mine hard, and we are both caught in a rough make out session. He breaks the kiss and stares at me with lust clouded eyes.

“Are you gonna take care of this princess?” Sangyeon asks me while his eyes are motioning to his cock.

“Yes Sir.” I reply, not sure where that came from, as he pushes my shoulders down lightly and I feel myself fall to my knees.

Without thinking, I grab his hard cock with my hands and pump it a few times.I licked the slit tasting the precum that had come out, before sinking my mouth down his shaft softly, making him swear under his breath.

“Fuck you’re such a good girl. You suck my cock so well.” He hisses while grabbing my hair and guiding my head back and forth while I lap up his precum. He guides my head so that I swallow his cock and I gag on it a bit, which makes him growl loudly. My watering eyes glanced up at Sangyeon to see his head tilted back, mouth open partially.

“Fuck y/n I’m gonna cum. Gonna dirty up that hot mouth of yours.” Sangyeon rasps out as I feel his hot cum go down my throat as he rides out his orgasm. I release myself from his dripping cock and swallow the cum that had landed in my mouth.

“Fuck y/n. Princess. You're so good at that.” He cooes at me while helping me stand up and kisses me quickly and firmly on the mouth.

“Do I get something for being good, Sir?” I ask him while batting my eyes together, trying to pout as much as I could.

“That depends, what do you want? You want me to fuck you in this shower until you can't walk” He asks me loudly.

“God yes!” I answer him. Sangyeon picks me up like I weigh nothing as I wrap my legs and arms around his broad body.

“FUCK!” I scream as Sangyeon slams his cock into my pussy without any warning.

“You’re so fucking tight, shit.” Sangyeon curses under his breath.

I moan like crazy as Sangyeon fucks me hard, every thrust hitting my g-spot.

“You feel so good y/n. Your tight pussy feels amazing around my cock.” He rasps out before sucking on my jaw, making me arch my back and moan. I could feel my orgasm coming already. Sangyeon is a sex god and he knew how to have me cumming within seconds.

“I'm gonna cum in you, y/n, ok? I want you to feel my hot cum inside of you.” He growls in my ear as I loudly moan. I couldn't even answer him, I just nodded my head while leaving scratches on his back.

“FUCK!” We both scream and cum at the same time, I shudder feeling Sangyeons hot load entering my pussy. He drops his head onto my shoulder, whispering praise in my ear as I'm shaking in his arms. Both of us panting and sweating, even underneath the water. When he pulls his cock out, his cum and my cum is dripping fast out of my pussy. Sangyeon puts me down but I start to fall over, so he catches me and starts to snicker.

“Well I guess we have to take a real shower now and clean ourselves up.” He says amusingly as I roll my eyes and smack his chest as he laughs.

June 2021, I finally graduate college! As my name is being called, shouts and cheers come from the audience as I look and see the entire TBZ gang jumping up and down. My smile grows even bigger when I'm shaking the headmaster's hand and see Sangyeon, my boyfriend of one year, in the audience holding a bouquet of red roses with a huge proud smile on his face. After enrolling in teacher’s college and officially moving in with Sangyeon, Kevin announces to everyone over a gang family dinner that he and Jacob are getting married, and that I'm his best person, which makes the whole gang erupt in chaos. Sangyeon has to calm everyone down, and congratulates the happy couple fondly, knowing that everyone will be as supportive when he finally asks his best girl to marry him.

Two months later I found myself at the MoonBae wedding. During the reception, Kevin calls all the non-married men and women to the dance floor so he can throw the bouquet. What shocks everyone the most is when I catch it, making Kevin and Jacob both scream and tackle me in a hug. Sangyeon chokes on his glass of scotch and turns purple watching the whole event unfold.

Sangyeon proposes to me one quiet night four months after Kevin and Jacob’s wedding as we are both drinking wine and watching the sunset on his penthouse balcony.

“Y/n, You are the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me.” He says to me with tears in eyes as he gets down on one knee. “Will you marry me?” Sangyeon asks.

“Yes! Of course I’ll marry you. ” I answer him crying.

Sangyeon smiles wide at me and picks me up and spins me around before kissing me passionately.

“I love you so much y/n l/n.”

“I love you more Lee Sangyeon.”

“You’re mine forever.”

“And I'm yours.”

well i hope you enjoyed! sorry if it was bad or rushed again it was my first time hehe

stream breaking dawn and support tbz on kingdom :D

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| 🎃 𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖍 🎃 |

↪ ✦ night verses ✦

this chapter pairing; sub!mingyu x succubus!reader

genre&warnings; sub!mingyu, ceo!mingyu, succubus!reader, blowjob, restraints(non-penetrative tentacles), (whiny baby mingyu), choking, dirty talk, (a little service top mingyu for ya too), mingyu has a praise kink and we all know it!!!

notes; yes... I did imagine Bad Clue GoSe Mingyu for this one.... 👀👀 hehe~ and also mingyu’s been a tease and knows we seem to like ceo!gyu and we ALL know this bitch has a praise kink, he makes it way too obvious dkjfhdskf LMAO 😆(also I'm curious how many of you have gotten curious about the song lyrics so far...) Thank you for all the love and interest, as always! Stay hydrated and I will see yall tomorrow!! 💕🎃👻

word count; ~2300

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x - x

i stand alone when i’m with you;

i’m a tangled twisted fool

draw me into your world;

make it all go away.

Mingyu leans against the mahogany table in his study, glass filled with whiskey as he sighs.

His eyes flit over the various work documents and contracts spread across the wide table, lips pressing into a firm line.

He really hated working off the clock.

Rounding the table, he takes a seat back in his expensive office chair as he spaces out momentarily; wondering what you were up to since it was Halloween night. He takes a sip of his alcohol, thoughts of you flooding his mind. You had mentioned the last time he saw you that you’d be 'busy’ on Halloween and now he was regretting being so holed up in his office with work.

In actuality, he hadn’t seen you in what had to have been two weeks, now that he thought about it. He’d been so swamped with work that he hadn’t even had a chance to indulge, much less take care of himself.

Mingyu lets his mind wander; mental images of you underneath him pressed into his bed making him sigh dreamily.

He really did miss you.

“Oho~ If it isn’t Mr. Kim working hard on Halloween night~” His eyes dart over to the double doors to his study as he sets his glass down onto the table top.

“How--”

“Aww, c’mon Mingyu! What did I tell you last time?”

Right. You probably knew the second he even started thinking about you.

“I thought you said you’d be busy tonight...”

“I had some free time ‘n thought I’d check in~”

He takes in your appearance, noting the way your horns seem to be extra sharp and the way your crimson eyes seem to burn an even darker shade than usual.

You make your way over to him, hip propped against the expensive wood as you reach for his glass. He watches you take a sip, eyes fixated on the way you lick your lips. His mouth parts in a quiet whimper, “I--fuck I’ve missed your mouth. I’ve been so busy I--I haven’t even had a chance to take care of myself. Can we…?” Giggling in return, you step closer to him, watching the lust pool in his eyes when you tilt his head up to meet your crimson stare.

“It would be my pleasure, Mr. Kim~”

Mingyu hates relinquishing his power to anyone; it’s in my nature to be on top, he says.

And on most days, you let him.

“Ngh, fu---fuck, can you p-please just--”

He tugs against the tentacles keeping his wrists bound above him, hips thrusting up towards your face. “This f-fucking sucks!” He whines. “I hate t-this!”

You shoot the male a grin, sitting up in between his legs as you watch him squirm. “I told you, it’s my night so we’re trying something different, Mingyu. And anyway, look at how hard your cock is getting.” He glances down; hazy eyes honing in on the tentacle wrapped around his shaft.

You had never played with him like this before. Not that it was a bad thing.

He watches the precum leak from the head of his cock as the wet appendage moves up and down his shaft. “Doesn’t it feel good, ‘Gyu?” He nods in response, “It’s… d-different but… good. I just, my---my arms...”

Leaning back down between his legs, you let the tentacle unwrap itself from his cock as you replace it with your tongue. You lick a strip from the base to the head before you wrap your lips around him and hollow out your cheeks.

“Oh, f-fuck!” He cries; weak sobs on his lips as you tease him. You slowly sink down onto him, taking more of his cock into your mouth until you start deepthroating him. “Please, please, please…” His head is fuzzy, thighs trembling and you’d just only started.

Mingyu’s just a little confused, but he chalks it up to you and your sexual energy on a night like tonight.

You hum around him; relishing in the way he squirms and whines at the vibrations that shoot up his spine. And ever so slowly, you bob your head up and down, hollowing out your cheeks and using your tongue on him. He tries to buck his hips up to make you take more of him, but you quickly pull off of him in an instant.

“Oh, Mingyu~ You’ll want to behave for me or else I’ll really drag it out. Would you like that? You haven’t cum in 2 weeks and I can make you wait longer~” You tease, watching as the panic floods in his eyes.

“No! No I--I’ll behave, I promise…”

Smirking, you take him back into your mouth as you let a tentacle travel up his torso. He watches in mild confusion but he’s quick to throw his head back against the pillows when it starts teasing his nipples. “Fuck, what t-the fuck…” He cries out.

And despite your slow torturous movements, Mingyu already feels himself on the brink of an orgasm as his heels dig into the sheets. “Ngh, please--I--I need to cum…” Murmuring, he notices you don’t make a move to stop.

The sensations become too much for him, your mouth on his cock with the strange appendages teasing his nipples and he finds himself unable to speak, much less warn you when his orgasm hits him out of nowhere. You start deepthroating him at the same time, moaning around him at the way his cock throbs in your mouth and down your throat.

Mingyu feels weightless, body tingling as he rides out the high.

But it doesn’t last long, as you pull off of him; lips covered in cum and spit. “Look at you, ‘Gyu. Aren’t you a sight?” You teasingly giggle, taking in his disheveled appearance.

“Mmh… fu--fuck…”

He feels his arms go slack, tired eyes peering up and noticing that all the tentacles have gone away. “I--” A blush paints his cheeks. “I don’t think I’ve ever c-cum that quickly…”

You lick your lips, wrapping a hand around his cock again. “Aww, hope you saved some cum for me, baby boy. I still haven’t gotten what I wanted and you already came down my throat!” You jokingly pout down at him as he winces at the sensitivity when you squeeze his cock.

“C’mon, fuck my cunt, Mingyu.”

He feels his cock throb in your hold, nodding shakily as he moves to get up and switch places.

You rest your head against the pillows as you spread your legs for him. “You’re so shy like this, Mingyu~ Cat got your tongue?” The blush on his cheek intensifies as he slots himself between your legs. “N-no, I’m just…”

“You’re just, what? Used to bossing me around and using me like your cute ‘lil toy?” You bring a foot down onto his cock, pressing into it as he groans. “Mm, but Mingyu’s gonna be good and be my toy for tonight, right?” Laughing lightly, you lift your foot from his cock as he wraps a hand around himself again.

“Ye--yeah… I’ll be g-good…”

He positions his cock at your entrance, noting the way his hand seems shaky. “‘Gyu~ Don’t make me wait~”

Mingyu starts to slowly sink his cock into you, biting his lip to hold in his noises. Fuck, he really did miss you.

“Ngh, fuck you’re so big, Mingyu, I--I missed your fuckin’ cock…” He feels his cock throbbing between your tight and warm walls; cock head snug against your cervix as he waits. “C-can I move?”

You could get used to this side of Mingyu.

“Of course you can, baby boy. Now, fuck me like you mean it since I haven’t seen you in 2 weeks.” Mingyu nods feverishly as he draws his hips back and slams his cock into you. A mewl cuts through the air and he finds himself being coaxed by your sweet voice to make you feel better than he’d ever made you feel.

I need to stop being so selfish, he thinks.

He starts a moderate pace, putting his pleasure at the back of his head as he focuses on yours. “D-do you feel g-good?” Mingyu asks.

You clench around his cock in response; eating up the way he whines. “Mm~ Does my cute ‘lil ‘Gyu wanna hear me praise how good you fuck me? How good you fill me up just right? How your cock was made for my pretty ‘lil cunt. Or maybe how well you eat me out. Y’know, when you use your tongue on me, lapping up all my wetness ‘til you can’t take it anymore and need to fuck me into the sheets.”

“O-oh, god…” He cries, hips pistoning into you even quicker.

“Mmh, you’re so cute, Mingyu. You’re always so good at being on top, being the dominant one. But you’re better suited like this, y’know? Submissive to me, asking for permission to fuck my cunt like a good boy.” You like your lips; crimson eyes dancing up to Mingyu who meets your stare with his own lust filled pools. “You’ll beg me to cum too. Won’t you?”

He nods, “Y--yeah…”

The two of you fall into a comfortable silence; the sound of his cute whines enough to keep you sated as he starts doubling his pace.

You start moving your hips to match his movements, a grin on your lips when you can tell he’s trying his best to stave off his orgasm.

“Mm, bet’cha wanna cum, huh? I can see it all over your face~ But you’ll be good and you’ll wait. You’ll make me cum on your cock, get it nice ‘n wet. Then you can cum in my pussy, fill me up ‘til it’s spilling out of me and then I’ll sit on your pretty face while you eat the cum out of my soaking pussy, right Mingyu?”

Mingyu lets out a guttural moan, eyes momentarily rolling to the back of his head at the thought alone. “Yes, god, fu--fuck, please, let me…”

“Make me cum then~”

His quickens his pace, hips losing rhythm as he tries to throw you over the edge. He places the pad of his thumb on your clit, rubbing circles on the nub as you moan out. “Oh, fuck, baby, more!”

It takes a second for Mingyu to feel the appendage reappear; a shiver rolling down his spine when he feels it traveling up his back. “Wh--what…?”

It slowly wraps around his throat, adding a slight pressure as Mingyu lets out a choked sob. “Please, please cum! I--I don’t know h-how long I can, hah, h-hold off… Please…”

“Mmh, beg me more, baby boy. Let’s hear it~”

He starts rubbing harsher circles on your clit; thrusting into you hard enough to make your body shift up further and further towards the headboard. “Ngh, fuck, please---please cum… I wanna f-feel you get my cock wet ‘n I wanna---wanna eat you out wh--while you sit on my face a-and use me to get o-off on…”

It takes a few more erratic thrusts from Mingyu before you’re cumming, toes curling behind his back as the tentacles wrapped around his throat tighten just enough for the lightheadedness to settle in.

“Fuh---fuck, you feel so good!” A small tear slips from his eye as he feels your walls fluttering around his cock and he opts to grind against you instead as you ride out your orgasm.

“Oh, god, Mingyu, fuck me more!” The grip on his throat loosens as he takes a deep breath. “Please--Please, can I c-cum? I need to c-cum so bad, please… I don’t c-care if you don’t, hah, let me cum all night, just---please!”

You laugh airily, clamping down hard on his cock. “You’re so cute when you beg~ Go ahead, Mingyu. Cum for me, baby boy. I wanna feel your cock throbbing while you fill me up~”

Thank you’s roll off his tongue in a jumbled mess and he’s quick to fold you into a mating press as he chases his orgasm. The tentacle wrapped around his neck tightens up again just as he feels the tension about to snap.

His hips stutter and a choked sob bubbles past his lips not a second later; his hazy eyes watching the way yours twinkle when his orgasm finally washes over him.

“Ngh, fuck, your cock is throbbing inside my fuckin’ cunt, filling me up so much with the cum you saved up for me, right baby boy?”

He nods shakily as he grinds into you, eyes pooling with unshed tears at how good he felt. “G-god, yes, ah, fuck, I---I saved my cum up just for y-you…” He whispers out.

The lightheadedness makes Mingyu feel extra good; fingertips going numb at the amount of new sensations his body was experiencing.

The tentacle disappears again once his body starts to go slack and Mingyu’s stuttered breath makes you grin. “You seem to have enjoyed my ‘lil friends, huh?” The blush on his cheeks run up to his ears, biting his lip as he slowly rests your body down; cock still snug between your warm walls.

“I---I didn’t hate i-it…” He mutters.

There’s a beat of silence as the two of you stay in that position and you quickly raise a brow at Mingyu who stares back at you. “Is there a reason you’re keeping me plugged up with your cock?”

“Wanna… wanna eat you out while you sit on my f-face…” Mingyu gulps, “But--but I don’t want the cum to s-spill out…”

You can’t help but laugh as you shake your head at the taller male. “Fuck, you’re so cute! I’m glad I showed up tonight. I wouldn’t want to have missed this!”

His lips press into an embarrassed smile; shy eyes avoiding your teasing stare.

“I’m glad you came too.”

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weebswrites · 4 years

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The Demon Bros: Their Dark Side (combining these two asks because they have very similar energy^^)

- if anyone is interested I can write a part 2 to this where MC and the demons reconcile hehe -

Lucifer (TW: attempted physical assault (not sexual))

He’s the avatar of pride, so the event that causes him to snap is when you accidentally tell the bros about how the two of you like to unwind (rated pg)

You didn’t think it’d be a big deal, they’ve been brothers for how many thousands of years?

But Lucifer erupts, suddenly in demon form

He stands over you, roaring his hand back as if he were going to slap you

Beel stands up and intercepts Lucifer’s hand, grabbing his wrist with all his strength and saving you

You wince, falling back a bit into Asmo’s arms, and he hugs you close

“MC!!!” he yells, rage obvious in his voice

“Asmo…what did I do…” you whisper, voice quivering in fear as the love of your life just snapped and almost hit you

“I think he wanted that to stay private, he doesn’t like us to know that he relaxes…” he whispers, “Don’t feel guilty, he shouldn’t be reacting like this”

“Lucifer…” you say, standing a bit straighter and looking into his dark red eyes, “I’m sorry. I didn’t know”

“You should have!” his voice booms, anger not subsiding at all

You look at him, eyes full of confusion and regret. You plead for him to calm down, to talk to you rationally and listen to your apologies

He growls, “The rest of you, out!” he yells, and they obey instantly. Asmo squeezing his shoulders around you quickly and Beel giving you a small smile before leaving

You ramble on for as long as he lets you about how you’re sorry and you didn’t mean to upset him

After a few minutes he cuts you off, “You didn’t upset me, you betrayed me”

His voice was cold, and without hesitation he turns and leaves the room

Mammon

You didn’t think Mammon, the avatar of Greed, would get mad about anything. You’d never heard stories about him turning into demon form, so you assumed it basically never happened

That is, until you take Levi’s side and scold him for taking more of his games and selling them

“I thought you were supposed to take my side no matter what!” he yells, two bat-like wings appearing before you

Your face gets red, and you take a step back, “Mammon…” you whisper, completely in shock

“What? You’re actually surprised that I’m pissed off right now? Humans really are idiots!”

You take a small step behind Levi, and he puts his arm in front of you, a bit of a shield from Mammon

“Mammon, calm down. They’re right and you know it, you just let your greed override your sense sometimes. Listen to your partner, they’re trying to help you” Levi defends you

“Yeah, Mammon, please. I don’t mean to insult you, I just don’t like seeing you always hurting others and stealing their things just to get money”

“I’m the avatar of greed, damnit! What do you expect?! You knew that before you started dating me, you can’t act like this now just because we’re dating”

“Mammon, I just want what’s best for you. There are better ways to get money than backstabbing your family!”

You’re definitely a bit afraid, but you’re not going to let him walk all over you

You bicker back and forth, arguing in circles before he storms off to his room, slamming and locking the door behind him

Leviathan

You’ve been hanging out with a new friend more and more, and he gets envious

You reassure him that he’s just a partner that you got assigned for a class, nothing more, but Levi can’t help but be jealous that its not him

Until one night when he asks if you can binge the new anime that came out, and you tell him that you have to meet with him to work on your project

“Why!! Why are you constantly with him, talking and laughing and working and everything!” he screams, voice cracking with emotion as he transforms into demon form

“Levi, I’ve told you it isn’t like that! The professor assigned us together, I didn’t even know him before this!” you defend yourself, exasperated with your boyfriend’s jealousy

“I don’t care!! You need to make time for me instead of him! He’s probably funnier than me, and he’s obviously handsomer than I am, you’re probably ashamed of always being seen with me so you’re trying to be with him more!”

“Levi, please. You know I love you and only you” you say, voice half caring and half irritated

“Yeah, right! See if I care, go be with your real boyfriend then, see if I care” he says, crossing his arms and exhaling aggressively

“Levi, no. I can reschedule if this is going to be a problem tonight, but he’s my partner. We have an assignment to do”

“No, go. I’ll watch the new season on my own. You probably don’t even like anime, you liar!”

“Levi!! Please, love, you know that isn’t true”

“I can’t trust you, not after this. Just go, have fun with your real boyfriend” he sneers, turning his back to you

“Fine!” you snap back, leaving his room and slamming the door behind you

Satan (18+ language)

You’re chatting about a book that’s supposed to be released sometime this year

“I heard that the ending is super cliche, the main character was unconscious the whole time or something overused like that”

“You what?!” he exclaims, transforming into demon form

“Fuck…Satan…I forgot…” you whisper, stepping a bit back as you remember how each brother took time to tell you to avoid spoilers at all. costs. with satan

“You sure as hell did!! I can’t believe you!!” he screams, running a hand through his hair in anger

“It’s probably not even true…I doubt the author would do something like that” you mutter, trying to save yourself from his wrath

“I don’t care!! There’s the chance now that that’s how it’s going to end, you know how my head works, now that’s all I’ll be able to think about while I’m reading!! Damn it!!”

He’s pacing back and forth, heat radiating off his body as he tries to control his anger

“I can’t forgive you for this” he states, voice cold

“Satan…” you whisper, stepping towards him a (tiny) bit

“Get away from me…” he scoffs

“Satan, please…I’m so sorry” you plead with him, desperate for him to forgive you, “I know how badly I messed up, I know. I would do anything to undo it, or to make you feel better. Please just forgive me”

“Anything, huh?” he retorts, smirking at you

“Yes, anything, please” you say, resisting the urge to step towards him again

“Then leave. Get out, I don’t want to look at you right now”

You feel your heart break and sink in your chest. Tears well in your eyes, but Satan stays silent, eyes unwavering at your emotions

You leave, walking slowly to your room, tears rolling down your cheeks

Asmodeus (drinking mentions)

You’re out one night at a club, dancing together and drinking (just to loosen up, not to get wasted)

You go to the bar to refill your drinks, and let a stranger hit on you, flirting back a bit until he offers to buy you a drink

You let him, because hey, a free drink is a free drink, and it’s not like Asmo hadn’t done the same thing before

Suddenly you feel a tight hand on your shoulder and you’re ripped away from the demon

Asmo drags you outside the bar, to an isolated spot beside the building

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?? Are you cheating on me??” he explodes, putting his hand against the building behind you, trapping you beneath him

“Asmo, I was just getting him to buy me a drink, I don’t even know who he is” you explain, “Why are you in demon form? It’s not like you haven’t done the same thing, you have no place to be mad”

“Excuse me?! I’m the avatar of lust, I can’t help myself from flirting with everyone, you have no excuse!” he yells, gritting his teeth

You go back and forth, him angry at you for flirting with someone else, him enraged at you for thinking he can control his urges

“Asmo, I’m always understanding of when you flirt with others, because I know it’s hard for you to control yourself. It hurts me to watch you do that, but I let you do it. I bite my tongue. I do that for you every time we go out, you should be able to let me do what you do every time at least once”

“I don’t care, I don’t want you flirting with other demons. Now let’s go, you’ve ruined the night and I want to go home”

Beelzebub

You’re snacking in the kitchen on some of his leftovers, scrolling through your D.D.D.

He walks in, “MC…”

You look up, instantly freezing when you see the anger in his eyes

“Beel…”

He erupts, “You’re eating my food!! How could you!!”

You drop it, “Beel, I’m so sorry, I thought it was okay…”

“Why, because we’re dating? That means nothing when it comes to food!”

His words hit deep in your heart, and you feel tears start to well in your eyes

All you can do is quietly apologize

“Damnit!” he yells, slamming his fist on the table hard, but not hard enough to break it

“I’ve made it so clear not to eat my food! Ever! Under any circumstances! And no one ever does!! What makes you think you’re special?”

“Beel…” your voice is quiet, “I mean…yes. I love you, Beel, I thought it would be okay…I’m sorry”

“It isn’t okay!! I’ve been looking forward to this all day and you ruined it…” he ranted, “Whatever, I’m leaving”

“Beel, no, please. Let me make it up to you” you say, getting up and chasing him out of the kitchen

But he doesn’t stop, he storms off and locks you out of his room

He’d never snapped at you before, much less turned to demon form because of something you’d done. There had been plenty of stories about Lucifer and Satan turning to demon form, and some of the other demons, but never any of Beel

You didn’t know what to do

Belphegor

He’d been sleeping more than usual, and you missed him

You knock on his door, eventually letting yourself in when he didn’t answer

“Belphie…Belphie…wake up” you whisper

He slowly wakes up, “MC…what…is everything okay?”

You reassure him that everything is okay, and that you just wanted to spend some time with him

He rubs his eyes and shakes his head a bit

Suddenly, he’s in demon form, and you have no idea what is happening

“You woke me up for that?? Because you want to spend time with me?? Ugh!!!” he yells

“Belphie…” you whisper, stepping back towards the door

“You know how much I need sleep, why would you wake me up for something as unimportant as you wanting to spend time with me!”

He’s steaming, “And don’t call me Belphie!”

You start shaking a bit, “B-Bel…Belphegor…” you whisper, feeling hurt and betrayed

“Leave!! I don’t want to spend time with the person that disturbed me!” he yells, walking towards you quickly

You flinched as he approached, not sure what he was going to do, but he just opened his door and shoved you out

He locks the door behind you, the click of the lock causing your heart to sink a bit

You place the palm of your hand against his door, “I’m sorry…” you whisper, sinking to your knees

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A/N: This got a bit general angsty, so I hope it’s okay! Thanks for the request, anon :) My inbox is open for anyone who wants to request! You can send in more than one per person, about any of the fandoms found in my post here. Love you guys <3

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escapewriter · 3 years

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Lover

pairing : vernon x reader

synopsis : love makes you do crazy things, except this wasn’t really crazy for him. he’s just a man in love who’s willing to do it all for you.

genre : fluff, like a lot of fluff, humor

word count : 3.6k

warnings : none

posted : 2/17/21

a/n : ty ty to @woozisnoots for beta reading. i really needed it or it would’ve sounded so awkward so tysm alex <3 and HAPPY VERNON AND SEOKMIN DAYYYY. tell me why this took me almost a month to write even though its like... eh. neway, I HOPE YALL ENJOY, it has that princess and the frog vibe.

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pieces of love masterlist // playlist // main masterlist

‘Letter 355’ was written in big letters on the front of the envelope. You sat on the bed as you tore the sealed flap open. Vernon has been writing you small notes ever since your 6th year anniversary. This is the first real letter you’ve gotten because before, it was simple post-it notes, and as your 7th year together approaches, you can’t help but wonder what he has planned this time.

You took out the paper, unfolded it and scanned his messy handwriting. You smiled as your fingertips touched the ink on the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

I hope you will have a wonderful day today. Are you surprised you’re getting a letter instead of a post-it note? You probably are lol. Anyway, I just wanted to say I’m sorry for the messy handwriting, I had to leave early this morning and didn’t have time to write neatly, or spell correctly so if you see some typos, you didn’t (cue the clown emoji).

Also, a heads up, I may be returning home late due to the guys wanting to hang out, so if you need me, call me. And yes, I’ll text you if I have to stay at one of their apartments and I’ll text you when I leave. I know the drill ;)

Please be safe today, and you know MY drill don’t you? It’s the exact same thing I said above, HA! So, text me when you leave the house and when you arrive at work. I can’t wait to see you again (even though we live together). I love you Ma Belle. Just 10 more days!

Love, Vernon

You smiled at the nickname he had given you as you felt the familiar rush of fireworks erupt in your stomach, hugging the letter close to your chest. You couldn’t believe how lucky you were to have a man like Vernon. He took time out of his day for almost a year just to write you a letter every morning so you could wake up happy. He is an absolute crazy man for doing this.

You folded up the letter and carefully placed it back in the envelope. You went to your desk, grabbing the photobook on the shelf and opened it, seeing where you kept all his notes for the past year. You flipped to a page and inserted the letter in an empty slot. You closed the book and placed it on the shelf once more, looking at it as you thought about how he was capable of doing something like this for a whole year, who knows what he has planned for your anniversary.

Vernon has a lot planned actually. He is going to keep writing you letters every morning before he goes to work, but on the day of your anniversary, it’s going to be a little different and he couldn’t wait for that day to come.

He walked alone, glancing into the stores that he passed as he waited for the call. He turned around and began to head back to where he came from before, feeling the buzzing of his phone. He looked at the screen and answered.

“Hey Shua, are you guys done?” He bit his lower lip a bit, hoping they got what he had asked for. He heard his friend sigh on the other end of the line.

“Hell yeah we got it.” Letting out a breath of relief, he nodded as he listened to Joshua tell him to return back to the car so they could go and eat. Hanging up, he walked quickly back to meet up with his friends.

He could not wait for the day to come.

You saw ‘Letter 360’ taped to the refrigerator when you reached the kitchen to prepare yourself breakfast. You had only received small notes like before ever since ‘Letter 355’, so you were a bit taken aback because you simply thought that he wrote a long letter due to his busy schedule that day. You weren’t sure what to expect of this though as he told you the night prior that he would be home before dinner.

You tore the flap of the envelope and took out the paper, quickly unfolding it as you began to read his messy handwriting:

Ma Belle,

Did you sleep well last night? I hope so because then I’ll feel bad for not being able to be there with you to make you feel better :( But!!! I hope this will make your morning a bit brighter if it wasn’t already. Inside the microwave are some pancakes that I made Mingyu bring for me because I would’ve burnt them. But they’re probably cold so you have to heat it up. There were 4 in total but I was hungry and ate one hehe.

Anyway, I’ll see you in a few hours, Ma Belle. Stay safe at work and text me! I love you!

Love, Vernon

You felt the warmth creep up in your chest as you grinned, rereading the letter again. Although this made you incredibly happy, you couldn’t help but think about what you could do better for Vernon in this relationship. You never want him to feel as if he was the only one putting effort.

After making a quick decision, you put the letter back in the envelope and brought it to your room, placing it in an empty slot of the photobook. You went back out to the kitchen and heated up the pancakes Vernon had mentioned, deciding that you will make a small trip to the store after having breakfast.

Unknowingly, you walked down the same path Vernon had the day he went out with his friends secretly without telling you. You passed multiple stores as you racked your brain for some sort of idea on what to get him. You already had your anniversary gift planned out for him, but that’s a secret that you have been keeping from him since day one. You just hope he doesn’t go searching for the photobook.

You walked slowly, glancing into stores to get some sort of idea before stopping in front of a jewelry store. You hesitated knowing that Vernon never wanted you to spend so much money on him, but look at where you are. You decide to tell him it’s an anniversary gift instead of just giving it to him tonight so that way he wouldn’t get mad at you. Yeah, that’s a better plan.

As you enter the store, your eyes immediately go to the locked glass cases of beautiful jewelry. Maybe you should’ve thought this through because you had no idea what to get him. Looks like guessing is the best bet for you.

You made it home from work just before Vernon got home. Quickly, you went to your room and took the box out of the bag and placed it behind the photobook. You disposed of the bag, making sure that Vernon wouldn’t spot any evidence of the fact that you spent a lot of money on him.

You were now in the kitchen, looking to prepare something for dinner before the front door opened with your boyfriend coming in with bags in his hand. You smiled and quickly met him at the door, grabbing a few bags before kissing his cheek.

“You bought dinner? I was planning to make something for you.” He smiled warmly and led you to the dining room, placing the bags on the table. He quickly kissed your cheek before holding one of your hands.

“Ma Belle~” The teasing sound of his voice echoed in your ears as you smiled widely, shying away a bit before you felt the tips of his fingers move your head to face his again, “You don’t have to cook for me tonight. Let’s just relax and enjoy the food I bought, how does that sound?” You stared into his hypnotizing eyes, the warmth in your chest rising as you nodded your head with a smile.

“Okay! Let's get some plates!”

You woke up to an empty bed, confused as to why Vernon wasn’t next to you. Sitting up straight, you looked at your night stand, searching for the familiar post-it note or envelope. You thought that maybe it was something similar to the letter 5 days ago where you found it taped to the fridge.

You stretched out your arms, yawning in the process as you heard your phone buzz on the table. Unplugging it, you opened your messages and spotted a familiar name. Boo Seungkwan.

‘You home?’ You didn’t know why he was texting you at this time, he was usually asleep. And he knows that it’s your anniversary with Vernon today, so you were confused as to why he was asking if you were home.

‘No. I’m with Vernon.’ Obviously you lied to try and get out of any sort of event he may have planned just so you can eat a small breakfast and get ready for the day. You just have to find Vernon’s note.

‘Bullshit. I’m with Vernon right now.’ Your eyes widened, a scowl appearing on your face as you questioned why Vernon was with Seungkwan instead of you. ‘Why are you with Vernon? Where are you guys?’

On the other side of the phone, Seungkwan was panicking. He knew that you weren’t with Vernon because Vernon was with Joshua setting up everything for your anniversary.

He looked around the room, thinking of an answer to come up with before Chan walked in, “Seungkwan? What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be distracting them for Vernon?” He tossed his phone to the younger, eyes filled with fear and uneasiness. Chan read the messages and laughed, “Vernon will kill you if you don’t pull this off. Good luck!” Seungkwan groaned as he decided to just show up at your home and keep you occupied.

You stared at the messages, expecting him to answer but received nothing. You sighed and just locked your phone, mind now set on looking for the letter. Every step you took to look into a room, your fingers were crossed in hopes that you would find any sort of evidence that Vernon has left for you. Plopping onto the couch, you thought that maybe he just forgot to write today, but it didn’t make sense since he wrote everyday for a whole year without forgetting. Even in previous letters, he would count down the days until it was your anniversary. It just didn’t make any sense.

You heard the doorbell ring, an ounce of hope in your heart as you thought that it could be Vernon. He has a key to the house. You sighed and got up from the couch as you went to the front door, unlocking it with a click and opening it.

Your eyes met Seungkwan’s and it immediately turned into a glare. “I thought you were with Vernon, hm?” He grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his neck.

“I lied.”

“I can see that.” You stepped to the side, making way for him to enter your house. You watched him sit on the couch as you closed the door and locked it. “What are you doing here, Seungkwan?”

“Uhm— Did you eat breakfast?” You saw his hands wipe down against his jeans, a nervous habit he had that you picked up on throughout your years of friendship.

“No I didn’t. And you avoided my question—”

“You haven’t eaten?” He stood up abruptly, determined to keep you distracted until lunch time, “Come on, lets cook some breakfast for you!” He turned towards the kitchen with you following closely after him after rolling your eyes and just letting it slide, thinking that maybe Vernon put him up to this.

Seungkwan sighed in content after finishing up his food, his eyes moving to meet your hard ones. “Seungkwan,” His eyes went to look around the room, just as long as they weren’t at you, “Seungkwan, stop avoiding eye contact.” He looked back at you, his lips pursed and throat feeling dry. “I have so many questions, but I won’t even bother at this point.” You shook your head and took your plate and his, bringing it to the sink and began to wash them.

As you were washing, you heard your name fall from his lips, “I can wash them, you have to go get ready.” Your head shot up, eyes looking to the side but your head staying in place.

“Get ready how? Where are we going?”

Seungkwan got up from his seat and stood next to you, “Don’t play dumb. Do you want your letter or not?” Your eyes lit up, nodding as you turned off the water and quickly went into your room to wash up and get ready.

“Thank you Seungkwan!”

You sat in the car with the radio gently playing in the background. A comfortable silence fell upon you and Seungkwan, who was in the driver's seat. You remembered to bring your gift as you looked at the large bag sitting on the floor between your legs. You checked the time on your phone, seeing that it was almost lunch.

“Wow, if Vernon planned a lunch, I’m glad you ate most of the breakfast food.” You out the window, giggling with Seungkwan.

“That was the whole point of me eating all the food. I had to keep you busy for a few more hours.”

You sighed and nodded your head in understanding, turning your head to look at the side of his face, “Where are we headed to anyway?”

He glanced away from the road to look at you for a split second before lifting up his hand, his pointer finger placed on his lips as he made a ‘shh’ sound. “It’s a secret.”

“Well can you tell me if it’s far? I kind of want to take a nap.”

“Go for it, but don’t get mad when I wake you up.”

Your eyes fluttered, feeling the cool breeze against your skin as goosebumps rose. You opened your eyes, seeing your boyfriend standing next to you with the car door open. He flashed his gummy smile, holding his hand out for you to take, “Ma Belle~”

You looked down at the floor as you placed your hand in his, stepping out of the car with your bag and present in hand. “Where have you been Vernon Chwe?”

You smiled cheekily at him to which he shrugged with a teasing smile, “I’ve been doing things.”

You began to smile, looking at your interlocked fingers as he led you to a familiar area. You scanned the place, seeing the light of the sun reflect off the little lake that you knew all too well. Your hand tightened in his grasp causing him to stop walking and to turn to look at you, “What’s wrong?” You pouted, puppy eyes boring into his as he smiled softly.

“You took me here? I thought this place became private property and people weren’t allowed to be here.” He laughed softly and brought up his hand, placing his pointer finger against his lips.

“Shhh, we’re not.” Your eyes widened as you hit him with your bag and he laughed, “I’m kidding, I talked to the owner and they were fine with it, come on, let’s go.”

He brought you over to a picnic setup, the tall tree providing you shade that can cool your down from the scorching sun. You both sat down on the blanket, looking out to the lake with the mini table in between. You sighed in content, your eyes never leaving the shining lake, “Vernon this is incredible. I’m so happy you were able to get us in here.” You looked over at your boyfriend, a smirk on his face as he held up the missing letter.

“I know you’ve been wondering where the final letter was but I don’t know if I want to give it to you just yet.” You rolled your eyes, crossing your arms. “You have to eat with me first and then I’ll give you the letter, okay?” You smiled and nodded your head happily, the thought of what could possibly be in the letter consumes your mind.

You finished your food with a toss of your napkin to the plate, your eyes immediately going to Vernon who was laughing softly. “I know what you’re going to ask, but first let me open my gift, please?” He pouted in which you rolled your eyes in response.

“Fine.”

You handed over the bag, biting your lip out of a nervous habit, watching him take out the tissue paper and spotting the box and photobook. He took out the photobook, looking at you with an unsure expression before opening it. Raising his eyebrows, he found every note he has written to you, and next to it is a note you have written in response.

He took a deep breath, flipping through all the pages, trying to be as slow as possible just to tease you, but no luck, “Vernon you can read it at home.” You whined next to him as he slightly glared at you,

“Hey, I just want to appreciate you.” Still, he listened and put the photobook back in the bag and then took out the box. He opened the top carefully and stared at the piece of jewelry laying inside.

He head lolled to look at you, another pout on his lips, “I told you not to buy me anything expensive.”

You giggled and nodded your head towards the bracelet, “Dig a little deeper Vernon,” He rolled his eyes at your remark of quoting the song before taking out the chain. He turned the small heart-shaped charm over and found your name next to the words ‘Your Evangeline’ engraved in it.

His grip on the chain loosened as he handed it to you, holding out his arm, “Put it on for me?” Quickly you wrapped it around his wrist and locked it in place, beaming with happiness. “I love this, I just— it’s beautiful.”

“Can I read the letter now?” He sighed in defeat as he failed to stall everything a little while longer.

“Way to ruin the sentimental mood.” He handed you the letter, watching you bounce in excitement as you prepared to rip it open.

“Wait! Read it up there, next to the lake. Pretend I’m not here, like how you would read any letter in the morning, okay?” You nodded standing up and scurried over to the lake, thinking about how weird it was that he asked you to read it at this spot. The thought left your mind the second your eyes scanned ‘Letter 365’. Your heart pounded in your ears as you ripped the flap open and pulled out the paper. You began to read:

Ma Belle,

Happy 7th year Anniversary! Can you believe it has been seven years we’ve been together? It feels so amazing. I’m sorry you had to read this through a letter, but I feel like writing it out conveyed my feelings better than when I just wing it. So, I hope you prepare yourself because this is going to be a ride full of cheese and cringe.

I remember our first date here. It was very cheesy and seemed too extravagant for a first date, but we have known each other for a few months before I asked you out, so I call it a success. Anyway, I’ll never forget the look on your face when you saw the little fairy lights light up just at the snap of my finger. You said it looked like fireflies and reminded you of Princess and the Frog. Anyway, getting back to the point, the point is, this little lake holds a place in my heart because it was all those months of me silently pining after you to finally be able to take you here, it made me realize that I love you. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you.

Oh! Which reminds me of our first here, when we danced to the soundtrack of the movie. It’s random, I know but I don’t think you remember that. You probably won’t remember me proposing to you either, would you? Turn around Ma Belle :)

You slowly turned around, the blanket and picnic table gone, all that’s left in front of you is Vernon down on one knee holding up a small box displaying a beautiful ring. The arm holding the letter drops, your free hand coming up to slightly cover your mouth now agape. From his shaky hands to his beaming smile, the love you had for the man in front of you intensified.

He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, “So, do you remember now?” The water in your eyes that have been threatening to spill finally let go as you nodded your head, “Ma Belle~” That damn grin on his face made your knees shake, “Will you be my Evangeline and marry me?” Your legs collapsed, your knees hitting the grass as you hugged Vernon tightly, whispering ‘Yes’ into his ear.

The amount of love you felt in your heart took over as you cried silently against him. He pulled away, laughing softly as he wiped your tears and brought your hand up, slipping the ring onto your ring finger. “Hansol Vernon Chwe, no wonder you wanted to open my gift first.”

He shrugged, looking into your eyes with that same teary smile before leaning in and placing a soft yet meaningful kiss on your lips. In that magical moment, you knew that this is all for you; he is all for you and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

#caratwritersclub #newskynet #seventeen #seventeen oneshot #seventeen imagines #seventeen drabbles #seventeen scenarios #seventeen reactions #seventeen au #vernon #vernon chwe #svt vernon #pieces of love #HAPPY VERNON DAY #HAPPY SEOKMIN DAY

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cayofdreams · 3 years

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Vengeance = Repentance

PART 1: VENGEANCE

Summary: Reader had bullied Todoroki throughout all his time in high school. Years later, after a reconnection during an after-work drinking session, she goes back to his place, naively unaware of the payback he has planned for her…

Words: 4.1k

Rating: Explicit, Smut (in part 2)

Warnings: bullying by reader in beginning, murderous thoughts by Todoroki, Dark!Todoroki, drugging

(no smut in the first part, just immense build-up)

Notes: I could not for the life of me think of an interesting Todo fic to write. Until...THIS baby popped into my mind. It was actually really challenging and fun to write what goes on in the mind of Dark!Todoroki. I hope I did it justice.

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He hated you.

Sometimes the only reason he had for living was simply to see the day that you’d be six feet under a cold batch of dirt. You’d be all alone down there with no one to control. No one to manipulate. No one to blackmail or threaten.

You’d have no lackey to run around and get you sweet bread from the convenience store. No lookout to make sure any teachers came to catch the abominable acts you committed in the bathroom stall or behind the gymnasium. No rich father to make sure that whatever horrible deeds you committed that were reported were swept gracefully under a rug.

And most importantly, you wouldn’t have him. The target of all your psychological and physical abuse. The one person who constantly fulfilled your insatiably engorged sadistic ego.

“Heyyy~ Shou, can you come here for a sec?” You had called out to your bi-colored haired classmate from the threshold of the class’ door. The twitch in his shoulders in reaction to your voice made you chuckle. Todoroki slowly slid his chair back, making a scratching noise against the tiled floor, and got up. He walked up towards you with his eyes trailing the floor.

“Yes?”

“Ohh! So obedient today, aren’t we? Hehe- It was only a matter of time I suppose.” You smiled your disgustingly innocent smile at him. “I need you to check something for me. It’s important, okay?”

He stayed silent as he watched you move the hand that was behind your back out forward. You had a carton of milk in your hand, and it seemed to have already been open. He saw you put the carton to your nose and sniff harshly from where the opening was before shoving the carton into his chest. A bit of milk spilled out and dripped onto his uniform.

“This milk. It smells kinda funky. I want you to check it for me.”

“…If it smells funny then it’s probably-“

“Did I ask for your cheap opinion? Just do the favor, alright?” You frustratingly squeezed the carton in your hand which made even more milk spurt out and land on your hand as well as Todoroki’s uniform again. “Ugh! Shit! Look what you made me do! From being so obstinate.”

“Sorry…” He took the carton from your hand. It was practically half full now so he wondered why you even still cared so much. But he didn’t ask. He put the carton to his nose and sniffed to try and find a rotten smell to it. “I don’t smell anything.”

“Are you stupid? Not like that, idiot. You’ll never know if its bad if you check like that.” You quickly took the milk from him and raised it in the air. “You have to check like this~” You began to slowly pour the rest of the carton’s contents onto his head, completely soaking his silky hair and ruining his uniform even more. The milk drenched into his shirt and he could feel its cool wetness trickle his skin. “Ahaha! Weeell?? Is it bad or not, Shouutoo??”

There was a loud commotion of hoots and hollers from the other classmates as they watched your tormenting of Todoroki.

“Uwaah!! Milk boy got dunked on again!!”

“Gross! He’s gonna smell so bad later…”

“Dude! Go wash up! You’re gonna make the whole class smell like milk!”

“Krrgh..” Todoroki choked up in frustration, his hands balled into a fist. The fact he couldn’t just punch you right now could drive him to a point of enraged insanity.

The fact he had to let you get away with this over and over again just because of your father’s notorious connections with various government and business groups. He sometimes thought about just killing you anyway and dealing with the consequences. Prison would be more manageable than continuing to live in this same physical plane as you.

He thought about how he’d do it, too. If he would try to do it inconspicuously with poison, or conspicuously with his hands wrapped around your slender little throat. The former lead to more chances of him getting away with it. He could have the pleasure of your death along with his freedom. But the latter…the latter was just too enticing to pass up. Being able to hear your gargled whimpers attempting to beg for your life. Your legs that would try to kick and pry him off your weak body. Your face losing its color as your body is abruptly deprived of oxygen. And finally, his personal favorite, your bloodshot eyes that would be pleading for him to give you mercy before finally greying out.

Yes…the latter would have to do. Time in prison would be a beautiful cost to pay to see you perish under his fingers. The world would thank him later, for getting rid of their waste. Your death would serve as your repentance

But he was weak. Scared. He couldn’t find the conviction he needed to actually go through with it. It made him feel even worse. Maybe you were never wrong, and he was truly as spineless as you treated him.

But he’d get stronger. He had to. He needed to. He craved to.

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“Good job on closing the deal, Todo!”

Todoroki had felt a harsh pat on his back before a heavy arm was slung over his shoulder by his spikey red haired coworker as he was grabbing his blazer off the chair.

“It was nothing, Kirishima.” He replied coolly but not without a small twinge of a smile.

“Ha! ‘It was nothing’ he says!” The energetic man turned his head around to face everyone else in the office. “Hey! Everyone! Pay attention to this guy right here! You might become the most successful businessman this country has to offer!”

The office chuckled and gave soft cheers for Todoroki, some of them poking fun at Kirishima’s exuberant display of comradery.

“Todo! Kiri! You guys are coming out for drinks, right!” Another one of Todoroki’s energetic co-workers, this time with bright yellow hair, briskly jogged up towards them. “I already invited the ladies!”

“Totally, dude! Where are we supposed to be going?”

“Heights Alliance! That bar has the best drinks and food a guy could ask for. Not to mention cute girls!

Todoroki softly brushed off the arm of Kirishima before putting his jacket on. “I think I’ll pass.”

“Aw! Come on dude!” This time, the yellow-haired co-worker placing his arm around Todoroki’s shoulder. “You alllways bail on us! Come with us this time! Drinks on Kiri!”

“Hey, Kaminari! Don’t decide that for yourself!” Kirishima retorted. “But yeah, man. You should come out. We miss you sometimes, dude.”

Todoroki hesitated as he contemplated his fellow workers’ requests. Honestly, he had never gone out to just...have fun. He would clog his mind with work which was probably why he was successful anyways. He didn’t even know why he was so disciplined when it came to his career. Not knowing what his goals even were. Focusing primarily on work, but for what? To just deny any moments of pleasure or belonging?

Maybe it was time for a change.

“…Alright.”

“Wooo!!! Todo is officially on board!”

The loudness of the cheers of his coworkers rang stingingly through his eardrums but he couldn’t suppress the smile that stemmed on his face.

As he had the feeling tonight would be an unforgettable night.

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Todoroki sighed as he sipped the last of his drink and placed it softly on the counter in front of him. He sat alone as he thought about what he was even doing there. The entire evening basically constituting to watching his co-workers ramble on about various subjects that he could not get the meaning behind. After a while of heavy drinking, that he did not participate in, everyone either went bar-hopping or went home passed out in a taxi. He truly did not understand the purpose of such gatherings and he started to wonder how he’d even fit into society.

As he thought to himself, the sudden words from the bartender disrupted his thoughts.

“Oh hey, Y/N. Long time, no see.”

The abrupt sound of your name made him widen his eyes and his body unconsciously jolt in the barstool. Was it really the same Y/N? No, it couldn’t be. Surely there were a bountiful amount of people with names that were similar to yours. But he had to check for himself, so he looked up from his empty glass and-

“Haha…Shinsou. Looking as gorgeously sleepy as ever. How are you?”

The sounds of your conversation with the bartender drowned out with the rest of the bustled atmosphere as he glared upon you. Without a doubt, it was you. He could never forget that figure. That figure that towered over him menacingly even though he was taller than you. That figure that just watched from a distance as you sent your delinquent underlings to pummel him into the cold cement. That figure who would bow respectfully to teachers when they dismissed any reports of your lechery. And now that same figure was only a few feet away from him, sitting gracefully at the bar counter as you talked to the unknowing bartender.

His glare locked long enough onto your figure for you to finally meet his eyes. And before he could look away, you had called out to him.

“Eh..? To…Todoroki?” You had softly called out to him. Using his name in a way that he had never heard from you before. Using a voice that harshly contradicted the patronizing tone you barked commands at him with. “It’s really you, isn’t it?”. You were smiling at him. Smiling at him as if he were a longtime friend that you missed connections with due to one of you going abroad.

You had hopped out of the barstool and approached your old classmate, taking a new seat beside him. He looked over at the wall of drinks displayed in front him, avoiding your gazing. “Wow…you’re all grown up now, huh?” You looked over to the bartender raising your hand at him. “Shinsou~ A refill on whatever he had, okay? Make it two actually.” The bartender simply nodded at you before mixing up various alcohol and flavors behind the counter.

“I..I don’t want to drink.” Todoroki shivered at his own statement as he was reminded of the times you’d scream at him for not doing something you’d ask.

“What? Don’t be ridiculous. It’s on me, okay? Don’t worry about it.” You had inched your head more over the counter trying to get a better look at him. “Your hair…I always thought it was dyed. But I guess its real, huh.” You reached your hand out to run your fingertips through his silky bi-colored bangs. He twitched at your touch.

What exactly were you doing? Acting so innocent with him like this. Were you just going to pretend like the three-year long trauma you subjected him to was a fable? An illusion? Or perhaps you had minimized the damage you’d done in your mind in order to preserve your own sanity as you took over a new life.

“...Y/N. What are you doing?”

You quirked your eyebrows in confusion at his question. “What do you mean? I just…I just think your hair is really pretty is all.”

Were you faking it? Was this another one of your atrocious jokes? Perhaps within the next minute you’d start cackling at him, asking him how he could be stupid enough to believe he deserved such niceties from the likes of you.

Todoroki looked down and squeezed the empty glass on the counter. “Don’t you…don’t you remember? What you did to me?”

“Todoroki…” You lowered your eyebrows in sorrow. “I-I’m sorry for what I did to you back then. I was indeed…a cruel person. I know you probably won’t accept that…but I still want to tell you. You at least deserve my apology. As cheap as it is.”

He looked over to you, surprised at your apologetic tone. He gazed into your e/c eyes. The very e/c eyes that captured the hearts of everyone around you, yet seethed supremacy and calamity toward him. He had learned to distrust anyone with eyes that resembled yours. The eyes that were now looking at him with…

Remorse. Your eyes were burdening in remorse. As soon as Todoroki saw the guilt that dwelled in your eyes he knew that this wasn’t a joke. That you weren’t pretending to feel these things. The look in your eyes unquestionably conveyed the apology you had stated earlier.

And it was that same look that would ascend an unusual beast that lurked within the visceral regions of his body. An unfamiliar thirst that stayed submerged within him, never needing to be satisfied until now. It gurgled within the depths of his gut, practically wanting to vomit out of his esophagus.

A beast that went by the name of revenge. And it would be so easy to pursue it right now with the plague of repentance beating in your heart.

Todoroki placed one of his hands on yours and squeezed tightly. Your skin was so soft, so smooth. He could never take the time to feel how delicate your skin was when the only touch of yours he knew before was the stinging slaps you’d deliver on his face. But tonight, he’d be able to feel something more, and the touch of his hands on yours only made the beast inside of him grow more and more unruly.

“I forgive you, Y/N.” He tried to state it in the softest way possible, making sure the feigning of the line wouldn’t be discovered. However, he knew you believed him by the twinkle in your eye, signifying an immense weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

“Todoroki…” A warm tear dropped from your cheek to his hand. “Thank you, Todoroki… thank you.” More tears would soon follow and drop onto his hand. He would’ve let go of you if he wasn’t so encapsulated by the feeling of your salty waters dropping onto his skin. As your tears cooled and dried up into his hand, he couldn’t have felt more enthused.

It was only then that Todoroki could take in the beauty that was your face. You looked so elegant like that, with pools of emotions trailing down your cheeks. Maybe if he’d seen this site of you in high school he’d had instantly fell in love. But such feelings didn’t reside in him anymore. They’d been evicted by the lurking beast of revenge, and that beast was craving more of this site from you.

“Two Vieux Carre cocktails” The bartender had placed the drinks on the counter in front of each of you before grabbing something under the counter. “…and a tissue”. He handed the soft fabric to you which made you giggle a bit.

“Thank you, Shinsou.”

He simply hummed a reply at you and returned to making drinks for other patrons that had walked in.

While you wiped away the allure that was your tears, Todoroki sat there, thinking of prolific strategies of how to get you under his grip. Should he just ask you to come home with him? Wouldn’t that be too straight forward? He didn’t know much about social interactions, but he knew asking a woman at a bar to come home with him had its underlying implications. And its not that he was undesired by women; he knew of the colleagues in his office that held romantic feelings for him. He just never followed through with any of them, never feeling anything close to the desires that were brought for him.

He also couldn’t help but feel subconscious about asking you to come home with him. You were the person that so incredibly ridiculed him for three years. You were still the same person who made him believe that no sane person would ever look twice at him. That he was too weak and monotonous to ever make someone feel happy.

Or were you? It seemed that whatever life change you went through caused you to redevelop your entire personality. Maybe you’d be like most the women he encountered in his life and become attracted to him? After-all, he also wasn’t the same person as he was in high school. He’d become stronger mentally and physically as well as much more confident about himself.

“Y/N, would you like to…finish drinking at my home?”

You stopped drying your tears at the suddenness of the question. “Huh?...You actually want me in your home?”

“Only if you want to.” Todoroki squeezed your hand again attempting to signal the desire to have you with him in private.

Blood rose to your nose and you looked away in embarrassment. “…Okay.”

Todoroki couldn’t stop the widening of his eyes at your acceptance. A part of him truly believed you’d call him disgusting before jumping up and delivering one of your characteristic slaps to his face. The heavens knew just how badly that needed to happen. If you’d rejected him, the beast of revenge may have gone right back to where it resided, deep in the subconscious of his mind.

But no, you’d accepted him. And with that, you’d accept your punishment. If you were truly ready to take on a new life, you would need to repent for your old one.

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Todoroki couldn’t stop the erratic beating of his heart as the two of you walked over the threshold into his house. He was closer and closer to fulfilling the dream of having you within his grips. But he couldn’t be too impatient as this would be the part where he would need to tread carefully. As the two of you took off your shoes, he would continue to watch your every move, like a jaguar stalking its prey.

“Woww!” Your eyes wandered around Todoroki’s living room, amazed at how expansive and beautifully designed it was. “Your house is so luxurious! And polished!” You looked back at Todoroki. “It suits you.”

Todoroki was a bit taken aback by your statement. As far as he knew, you had a rich father who catered to everything your callous heart desired. He was partly the reason behind his suffering seeing as that your father made sure any unpleasantry brought against you was hushed behind a closed door. “You aren’t used to this?” He stepped over to the mini-bar area and reached up to grab a specific bottle of wine.

“Huh?” You followed behind him and leaned against the bar counter, grazing your finger over the refined marble surface.

“This…kind of house. You aren’t used to it?” He grabbed a corkscrew from the drawer and began to pry off the wine bottle’s cork. “Your father was a rich businessman was he not?”

You scoffed as you rested your elbow on the marble. “My father was in the yakuza. Rich in some aspects, but no businessman.” Your eyes fell from Todoroki to the counter. “And we never got to live in a place anywhere this grand. Especially after he was taken down by the cops…”

“I see.” It made perfect sense honestly. Your yakuza connections would explain the lackeys, the apathy of the teachers towards your lechery, the strange approval of your actions by the entire class. It must’ve been hard behind the scenes having to be the daughter of a yakuza member, but nonetheless it wouldn’t your crimes against his humanity. Todoroki poured two glasses of wine and placed one on the counter next to you.

“Should we…sit on the couch?” You looked towards to main part of the living room, eyes landing on Todoroki’s expensive sectional. “I-I mean…if you want to…”

Todoroki noticed the flustering of your face and couldn’t help but think that if the two of you had met under different pretexts he would surely have made you his wife. But marriage is not what this affair is about. This affair is about satisfying the demon that grew expansively inside of him.

He grabbed your hand and intertwined his fingers between yours as he picked up both glasses with his other hand. “I’d love to, Y/N”.

He walked the two of you over to the couch, waiting until you sat down to hand you your glass and sit closely beside you. He carefully watched as you took sips from the glass, mesmerized by the shape of lips and how you’d glossed them for your night out. They looked so soft and delicate and perfectly matched the dimensions of your face.

But your naivety obviously outmatched your beauty Todoroki thought. How could you so easily drink from the hands of someone who would so obviously want to get revenge on you? Did your newfound personality make you oblivious to the dangers of life? Maybe after wanting to permanently discard the remains of the yakuza from your brain, you decided to look at people in a new light. Maybe you wanted to just see the good in everyone and learn that most people aren’t out to destroy you. It is indeed a true thought; most people don’t want to destroy you.

But most people also don’t subject those around them to abhorrent acts of malice. And for that, your naivety would prove to be one of the worst decisions you’d made in your small existence.

“Your wine…it tastes very good.” You had swirled what left of it you had before drinking it all within a couple more gulps.

Probably the best compliment you could have said in your life. Todoroki had taken the time to make sure every speckle of power was completely dissolved into the wine. He couldn’t taste it himself or get a taste tester of course, so he would have just had to wait until your ultimate encountering to test it. And it worked.

“It was a gift from a friend abroad.” A lie. But a believable lie. “I’m glad you like it.”

You quizzingly looked at his still full glass of wine in his hand. “Why didn’t you drink any?”

“Oh...I- well I guess I am already a bit tipsy from the bar so further consumption would be ill-advised.” He smoothy stated before placing the glass on the coffee table in front of the couch.

You giggled at the statement as Todoroki internally cackled at your gullibility.

“You know, Todoroki…” Your eyes strayed to your lap. “I know this must mean nothing coming from me but…I liked you a lot in high school.” You twirled your index finger in circles on your skirt. “And I know I was mean to you but…I believe that our encounter must have been fate because, well…I still like you.”

Todoroki smiled, a cover-up for the guttural laughter that wanted to burst out of him. He let go of your hand and traced his fingers across your cheek before holding the side of your face delicately in his hand. “That…means more than you’d ever know, Y/N.”

“Shouto…”

He leaned over to give you a peck on the cheek before pressing his lips against yours. Your lips were just as soft as they looked and the gloss you wore provided a sweet vanilla taste. You sunk your hand into the red side of his hair before slipping your tongue in between his lips. Your tongue felt hot in his mouth and Todoroki grabbed your head to pull you deeper into the kiss. He tasted every part of your mouth that he could with his tongue. Your teeth, your gums, the inside of your cheeks. He made sure to leave his mark everywhere in your mouth, foreboding to the marks that would soon be left on your body.

As his kiss got deeper, yours became shallower and lazier. Eventually you pressed your hand against his chest to softly get him to back up.

“I’m sorry, Shouto…” You pressed your hand to your forehead. “It seems…I have a headache…and I’m kinda sleepy.” Your eyelids drooped heavily as sleep seemed to overcome you. “I…should go home.”

Shouto grabbed your head and leaned you down on the couch, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Ssshh…its okay Y/N. You can just sleep here for tonight. I’ll drive you back in the morning.”

“Okay…thankyou, Shouto.” You quickly drifted off to sleep at the finish of your sentence.

When Todoroki felt the heaves of your chest raise higher and lower at deeper levels, he picked you up into his arms, carrying you gently to make sure you wouldn’t wake up. Though that was a rare chance seeing as how he put a little extra power in the wine to make sure it would subdue you. He carried you down the corridor to the door that would lead to your demise. Before he walked down the stairs, he whispered into your non-listening ear.

“This encounter is indeed special, Y/N. But it will be more special to you than it will for me…because tonight will mark my vengeance. And tonight will also mark…your repentance.”

#todoroki x reader #shoto x reader #todoroki shouto #todoroki smut #shouto x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #mha smut #bnha smut #mha todoroki #bnha todoroki #dark todoroki #shouto todoroki #dark!todoroki

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organic-guacamole · 3 years

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showtime

episode 211 let's go

ok first of all, this is the second to last episode guys... I don't even wanna think about how much pain I'll be in after next week's episode

mr mazzara doing the recap-

this is so weird to me and I don't know why

WHY DIDN'T YALL JUST ASK BENJAMIN FOR HELP, THATS LITERALLY HIS THING

is Nini giving out the cards a callback to season 1 when Natalie Bagley said that Nini gave her a card or something on opening night of another musical?

STEPHY AS THE ENCHANTRESS OMG YES

Ricky in the crown gives me Harry styles in that photoshoot vibes

he's so pretty.

ok but why did we never see Ricky and Ashlyn interact before? it's been like 5 seconds and I already love how they bounce off each other and it's just so natural

OH THEY REALLY DON'T HAVE ANY UNDERSTUDIES-

well that explains a lot...

so Ricky fell on top of Ashlyn and all that broke for both of them was their wrist-

insert Jake Peralta *coolcoolcoolcoolcoolcool no doubt no doubt no doubt*

of course howie was amazing as the beast, were we expecting anything less??

Ricky is so beautiful and I will not shut up about it....

let me enjoy this before the makeup crew slaps mud on his face.

Nini and Ricky talking to eachother? in a civil manner? wasn't she avoiding him just in the last episode? hm ok

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH THEY CANT EXPRESS THEIR FEELINGS JUST LIKE ME HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS HILARIOUS, WHATS NEXT? THEY CUT EVERYONE OFF CUZ THEY CANT HANDLE EMOTIONS? ...ha

yes Kaden and Rico, my favourite east high boys 🥰

I mean....where's EJ?

THERE HE IS

EJ AND GINA IN THE BACKGROUND... doing something idek

KOURTNEY'S MOM IS BACK YAY

Howie is a shining star, ofc ofc

the smallest fOrk

can't wait to see the fork burst into song about how she deserves more than to be used to eat salad😌

the duster and the bluster.... ok😃

hi Gina!

hi- oh wow I didn't know Robbie Rotten was in this show!!!!!

the portwell look.

that my friends, is a married couple's look✋

GOSH EJ WHAT DID THEY DO TO YOU

aww Gina's so excited for this

D word?

Die?

Delicious?

Dom Toretto?

"good, clean fun all alone with someone I dig...a lot"

sir that does not sound very clean to me

SEBLOS

Seb looks so cute standing there next to pope Carlos

DID THEYEY REALLY LIGHT ANTOINE ON FIRE-

I NEED TO SEE THAT

Seb's reading Carlos better than big red read the script in episode 102, this is great development after the "fight"

Kourtney really just made the best outfit for herself and let the rest of them suffer

the way Gina immediately goes to hold on to EJ after the announcement

"tonight we're going to put the U in UTAH"

...

"hey where are you from?"

"TAH"

SEB'S SINGULAR CLAP KILLED ME-

he's officially salt lake city's resident thanos

just wity clapping because for some reason I have a feeling he doesn't know how to snap his fingers...don't ask why

Ms Jenn do you mind encouraging your leads before the show? idk just an idea

pepto bismol product placement smhsmh

those flowers are bigger that big red himself-

*bops along to the opening theme*

that whistle at the end slaps everytime

WHY IS THE AUDIENCE SO MASSIVE

I guess they're all here to see Ms Jenn go on as a fork after Nini decides to *go her own way*

wow i am so funny

so they couldn't do many group scenes cuz of covid, but this 300 person crowd is cool? nice

OO THE VIOLIN GIRL FROM EPISODE 6 IS IN THE ORCHESTRA

HOWIEEEEEE

"Mr Caswell", he said, in the loudest voice possible while backstage at a show that's about to start.

Mazzara what are you trying to pull-

I usually like Benjamin but I don't like his tone

"iS yOuR wHoLe FaMiLy HeRe?" LIKE YOU DON'T ALREADY KNOW THATS A SOFT SPOT FOR EJ

"we've had some good conversations these past few weeks"

right so what's going to happen after you graduate?

what does he think of you not going to Duke?

what did he say about you giving the sweatshirt that's been in the family for 3 generations to a girl you're not even dating?

good old Mr. M

therapist Mr. Mazzara, they all need it.

start with Ricky though.

"Michael Bowen"

dude why did you shave, now you look less like "hot lumberjack" and more "creep at the gas station"

OH-

does she not like Mike anymore?

why does it sound like jennzzara started dating and now they just sit back and talk smack about everyone in their freetime

break the fourth wall-

uhhhh im scared

why am I scared

he's scary

hehe flowers for Ricky, obviously for Ricky, ObViOuSLY

oh boy poor Michael

this man is in love, rip

why does Ms Jenn always look at people with her eyes open so wide

LILYYYY

I'm only excited because I really like the idea of lily and Ricky being friends, nothing more.

ha this guy's got jokes

a MOAT AROUND THE SCHOOL

wheeze

also he's very pretty.

"the wolves and very talented humans"

how dare he forget to mention the very talented wolves and normal humans, smh erasure

"being nice, what a concept" ted talk by Lily who still doesn't have a last name

did she just say lol out loud

same with the hug emoji last episode-

go touch some grass babes

the way he didn't say no, but said he didn't know how the east high kids would react-

not saying he does want to date her but that's an interesting thing to think about, also another thing to write an essay analysis on just to leave it in my drafts for a few months

awww lily genuinely trying to help him

sorry guys, I've been taken by the Lily charm (didn't know it existed until now but oh well)

REMEMBER WHEN I SAID I'LL NEVER SHIP PORTWELL?

just look at me now

the Lily wink I can't she's so cute-

HELP ME I'M BEING HELD HOSTAGE BY LIL-

David Attenborough?

oh nvm it's Benjamin narrating the show in a really weird British accent for some reason.

STEPHY GOT MORE LINES YAY GOOD FOR HER

also is this to show that Nini doesn't care about being the star of the show anymore? the way she's supporting everyone else even though she's a fork?

I would pay for a special of the full musical ngl

OOO THE TRANSFORMATION WAS SMOOTH

shockingly

yo where did the makeup come from

man I wish I was a theatre kid

THIS IS STEPHY'S EPISODE NOW IDC✋

my girl is starring

"needs an X-factor"

Simon Cowbell creeps in

"it's a yes from me"

and them boom, he takes Nini and mistreats her horribly and then she comes back to theatre after deciding music isn't for her👍

"I thought she just hog-tied him?"

don't ask sebby, it's better if you don't know.

imagine they spotlight the wrong person and this dude is just some random person that likes writing down stuff during shows.

Ms Jenn just let them do what they rehearsed (at some point we never saw) or else this is gonna end horribly wrong

"help"

same Carlos, same

I love how seb is just his translator rn

I thought he said "great displeasure" instead of "greatest pleasure"....help?

big red coming out from throwing up to see his girlfriend star is the cutest thing in this show.

Ash and Gina dancing is so fun

I'm imagining them practicing at night at their home, watching the movie for the 100th time and making sure their one dance together is perfect

KOURTNEY YES

HOWIE IS IN LOVE AHHHH

I LOVE HOWIE SO MUCH

SEBBY

THIS SCENE HAS SO MUCH GOING ON I CAN'T KEEP UP

THIS IS SO GOOD

HOW???

no because I'm actually crying

I'm dead serious.

we need this musical released as a special

big red is so proud and I love to see it

Natalie: "if you do not by at least 20 dollars in concessions, you do not support art"

rando in the audience: "but I pay for ad free Spotify"

Mr Mazzara clapping in the distance

Gigi, the guy you like is talking to you, complimenting you and hyping you up

YOU LUCKY LITTLE FEATHER DUSTER

aw EJ teasing her about the chocolates in a way that doesn't make her feel bad? take notes Richard

JORDAN FISHER

there is no rest of the show idc Jordan is it for me

THE WIG CAP ON RICKY OMG

they look like they're high and having "deep" conversations on the floor

THE MEAN GIRL WITH THE EYES-

@sunshine-julie-molina YOU HEAR THAT

Natalie really just be coming for them all

Howie what is happening rn

I'm scared

"did you enjoy it"

"very much"

dude wants a kiss so bad

ASHLYN OMG

NO DON'T DO IT BECAUSE OF LILY, PUT YOUR OWN TWIST ON IT

I want a Jordan autograph please

just keep swim- oh pushing...

Gina is literally a giant next to him and I live for it

am I about to cry for the 3rd time in this episode?

yes.

Ricky's leg kicks under the table makes me so happy aw

the portwell glances will kill me.

ah yes, mashed potato snow

Mr. M.... I'm not a theatre kid but even I know you can't have your phone on backstage.

Howie please just do it

CHIP'S BIG LINE I CANT

I LITERALLY HAD TO PAUSE IT AMD SCREAM INTO MY MASK FOR A SOLID 2 MINUTES (I'm not at home rn) HES SO CUTE

oh ok bye Jordan

oo tea

NOT HIM BEING STARSTRUCK BECAUSE HE'S MEETING HIS FUTURE BROTHER IN LAW-

"we're all just glad Gigi has a big brother figure in her life"

excuse me for a few thousand hours while I laugh hysterically

THE CAMERA ZOOM ON EJS FACE AND EVERYTHING-

STOP EJ LOOKS LIKE HE'S GONNA CRY BUT I CAN'T TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY WITH THE STAGE MAKE-UP

someone else said this already but I think it's hilarious that they had to bring in 2 guest characters to create some portwell angst

omg this really is Cici's episode, found family is their thing

elevator music lol

I'm gonna bet that big red took the harness for his surprise for Ashlyn without realising what it was

did Ms. Jenn just....tell her most mentally unstable student....to commit suicide....on a disney show...was that....I'm very....well....what the actual-

oh and there she goes running off instead of trying to make it right

oh wow Nini's the hero, she's gonna save the show 🤩

😐

the judge is doing a sudoku

honestly if I went to the hsm show as well, I'd come prepared for this one too

Lily why are you looking like that-

I WAS JUST STARTING TO LIKE YOU DON'T MESS THIS UP

wow ok, there goes that.

omg

what if Howie was acting weird because he knew what Lily did and wanted to tell Kourtbut Lily threatened him so he was scared to-

anyways see y'all clowns next week when we all simultaneously lose all motivation for the week without Fridays to look forward to.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts s2 #hsmtmts season 2 #hsmtmts spoilers #ej caswell #gina porter #ricky bowen #nini salazar roberts #seb mathew smith #carlos rodriguez #big red #ashlyn caswell #kourtney greene #howie my pizza king #lily hsmtmts

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Diabolik Lovers VANDEAD CARNIVAL ;; Ruki Route ー Chapter 4

ー The scene starts on the Carnival’s venue

Yui: Wait, Ruki-kun! Where are we going?

Ruki: Apparently the Sky Terrace we were informed of earlier has a facility which treats injuries. We’re headed there.

Yui: A facility which treats injuries? At the Sky Terrace...?

Ruki: Don’t ask me about the details, but it says so on this flyer. It’s worth checking out, don’t you think?

Yui: ( Could it be...For the wound on my arm? )

Ruki-kun, the injury on my arm is fine, you know? I only lightly scraped it, and it already stopped bleeding as well, so...

Ruki: It’s not ‘fine’, is it. I’m the one who made you get hurt. I’ll take proper responsibility.

All you need to do is keep quiet and follow behind me.

Yui: ( It really is fine though...Ruki-kun must be really worried about it. )

( I got away with just a light scratch because Ruki-kun saved me...So he definitely shouldn’t blame himself. )

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene skips to the Sky Terrace

Yui: ‘Refresh at our spa, a space for relaxation’...

So the facility to have your injuries treated is actually a spa...

( It looks like an open air bath. So they have these in the Demon World too... )

Ruki: The hot water in this bath is said to be highly effective for the treatment of injuries. The flyer from earlier made that very clear.

I don’t want to blindly trust those words...But it’s worth the try. Go ahead and take a nice, long bath.

Yui: Huh? You won’t take one too?

Ruki: I’m fine. I’ll wait for you here.

Yui: But...I feel bad for making you wait all by yourself...

Ruki: Haha...What’s that? You’re being rather bold today.

You even want to be together with me in the bath...Where you’d have to take off all your clothes to get inside?

Yui: Together...?

( Don’t tell me, it’s a mixed bath!? )

Ruki: Well, if you insist, I don’t mind considering it...

What do you say?

Yui: S-Sorry! Please wait here after all...!

Ruki: That’s why I told you. ...Besides.

ー He steps closer

*Rustle*

Yui: Eh? ...W-What? Ruki-kun?

Ruki: I’m sure you haven’t picked up on it, but I’ve been sensing a strange aura this whole time.

Yui: A strange aura...?

Ruki: Yes. It seems like there’s someone who is trying to sniff us out.

I can only assume you would be their target. You’re the Queen of the Carnival after all.

If we were to be attacked, I would rather not be completely naked. That’s why I’ll stand guard right here.

Yui: ...Uhm, does that mean...I’d have to run away without any clothes on?

Ruki: Don’t worry. Livestock never needed clothes to begin with.

Yui: No way, how could you say that...!?

Ruki: Hah...Come on, just get going. I said you could take your time, but get out before you get dizzy, okay? (1)

Yui: ( I honestly don’t know if Ruki-kun is kind or not... )

ー The scene shifts to inside the spa

Yui: Hm...

( Ruki-kun said there’s someone tracking us down but...Who could it be? )

( I wonder if the ‘Queen of the Carnival’ thing Ruki-kun mentioned is related to it after all? )

( However, the scent of my blood should be suppressed, so why would they target me...? )

...Ah.

*Splash*

Yui: ( Amazing...! I’ve only been soaking in the water for a few minutes, but the wound is already healing! )

( So it really does have a healing effect. )

( ...I’m glad. Once my injuries are all better, Ruki-kun won’t have to worry about it anymore either. )

*SCENE SHIFT*

Ruki: ...

...So they’ve started moving.

However, this presence...

...

...Seems like things might get a little troublesome.

*SCENE SHIFT*

Yui: ( ...Wow. You can’t even tell I ever hurt myself anymore. )

( As to be expected of the Demon World, it’s almost like magic. In that case, I suppose I can get ouーー )

*Rattle*

Yui: ...Eh?

ー Ruki steps inside

Yui: Wha...Ruki-kun!?

Ruki: Quiet. Your voice echoes.

Yui: I can’t be quiet right now! Why are you here...!?

*Splash*

Yui: ( He’s touching the water...? W-What is he doing...? )

Ruki: ...Haah.

Yui: Uhm, Ruki-kun...?

Ruki: How long do you intend to stay in there? If your wounds have healed, hurry up and get out. Let’s go.

Yui: Eh!? H-Hold up!

ー Yui gets out of the water

*TIMESKIP*

Yui: Wait, Ruki-kun! I haven’t properly put on my clothes yet...!

Ruki: Don’t dawdle. You should at least be able to get dressed swiftly.

Yui: Easy for you to say...

ー She fixes her clothes

Ruki: ...Oi.

*Rustle*

Yui: ( ...His hand is on my hip...! )

Ruki: Behave yourself. ...They’re here.

Yui: Eh...?

???: ーー Blood...

Thirsty Vampire A: The scent of delicious blood...!

Yui: ( W-What? We’re surrounded by Vampires...!? )

Thirsty Vampire B: Give us your blood, human...!

Yui: ( Compared to the Vampires we’ve crossed paths with up till now, there’s clearly something wrong with them...! )

( They’re all after my blood...? )

( However, the bleeding has stopped and the wound is gone too, so why...!? )

Ruki: ...I knew it.

Either way, we have to get past them first. I’ll explain everything laーー

*Thud*

Yui: Ow...!

Ruki: Oi, Yui!

Yui: ( What pushed me just now? It was an incredible force...! )

( ...Oh no! I got separated from Ruki-kun! )

Ruki: Yui, stay here! I’llーー

*Rustle*

ー The screen becomes blurry

Yui: ...What!?

( Next is, some sort of powder...!? )

Ruki: Fuck, they even prepared this...!

ー Yui closes her eyes

Yui: ( What is this powder...!? I can’t keep my eyes open...! )

( At this rate, I’ll only get even further away from Ruki-kun...! )

Ruki: Yui, just stay there! Don’t move carelessly!

Yui: O-Okay...!

*Rustle*

ー Somebody grabs hold of her wrist

Yui: Ah!

Thirsty Vampire C: Hehe...Gotcha...

Thirsty Vampire B: Aah, it’s the scent of delicious blood...Makes me want to suck her dry down to the very last drop.

Yui: No, stop...!

Ruki: Yui!! Don’t move!

Yui: ( Even if he says that, the Vampires are pushing me...! )

Thirsty Vampire A: Well then, human...Let us savor you thoroughly...

Yui: ...Stop...!

ー She continues backing away, accidentally stepping off the edge

*Rustle*

Yui: ...Eh?

( There’s no...ground under my feet...? )

Ruki: Yui!!

( Right...This is a terrace so... )

( ...I’m fallingーー...!! )

ー Yui tumbles off the edge

*Thud*

Yui: ( ...Huh...? )

Ruki: ーー Open your eyes. Everything is okay now.

ー She opens her eyes

Yui: Ruki-kun...!

Ruki: Don’t make such pathetic noises. ...Were you that scared?

Yui: I mean, we got separated and I nearly had my blood sucked as well...I thought I was going to fall.

Ruki: That’s why I told you to keep still.

Good grief, how many times do you intend to give me a near heart attack (2)?

Yui: Sorry...

Ruki: I’ll listen to all your apologies later. For now...Don’t let go. Hold onto me tightly.

Yui: ...Yeah.

( Ruki-kun saved me again... )

...Say, Ruki-kun? How did you know where I was?

There were tons of Vampires flocking around me and you shouldn’t have been able to see because of the white powder they scattered about...

Ruki: Who knows.

I was most definitely blinded and without the scent of your blood to go off of, I couldn’t act on the spot.

But even so...From the second I knew you had tumbled off the terrace, I jumped off without thinking.

Without a single clue and relying only on vague sensations, I desperately reached out my arms.

Anyway, I simply trusted on my instinct and wholehearted intent to save you...Which is how I managed to catch you in my arms like this.

I’m usually not the type of person to rely on something unless I’ve confirmed it with my very own eyes though...Heh...It truly is strange.

Yui: ...Thank you, Ruki-kun. For coming to my rescue.

Ruki: I’m glad you’re safe.

Oi, hang on tight. While we’re up in the air, let’s head straight there.

Yui: Head...To where?

Ruki: To his castle. You are the Queen after all. Or have you forgotten your own duty perhaps?

Yui: Ah...Right. That’s true.

( Once we’re there...I’ll have my duties as the Queen, so I won’t be able to spend time at the Carnival with Ruki-kun like this. )

...

Ruki: Oh? Now this is new. You rarely snuggle up to me like this...

Yui: It’s because I’m scared I’ll fall...

Ruki: ...In that case, I’ll take you to the castle slowly.

We’re running short on time but...Well, I suppose it’s fine. The star of the show always arrives late.

Once we’ve reached the castle...My duty will come to an end.

Until then...Go ahead and enjoy this time to your heart’s content.

Yui: ( This really is the end... )

( I feel like our time together really flew by today. )

( Once we’re at the castle and I’ve fulfilled my duties as this ‘Queen of the Carnival’, I’ll have to say farewell to Ruki-kun, right? )

( ... )

( I want to spend more time with Ruki-kun after all... )

( I’d be sad if things were to end like this... )

*TIMESKIP*

ー The scene shifts to the area in front of the castle

Yui: ( ...We’ve already arrived. )

( This is where ‘that man’, the person Ruki-kun and the others obey, lives... )

Ruki: Yui, I’m putting you down.

Yui: Y-Yeah...

*Rustle*

Ruki: ...This is the venue. Let’s go.

Yui: Y-Yeah...

ー The scene shifts to the living room

Yui: ( There’s nobody here...? )

Ruki: Yui, don’t wander around.

Yui: Ah, yeah.

Say, Ruki-kun? What exactly does the Queen have toーー

Ruki: My sincere apologies for the wait. ーー Karlheinz-sama.

Yui: ( Karlheinz-sama...? )

Karlheinz: Raise your head, Ruki. No need to be so humble.

Ruki: Yes.

Yui, you should greet him too. This is Karlheinz-sama...The owner of this castle, as well as the King of Vampires.

( Then this the infamous ‘that man’ who Ruki-kun and the others follow? )

( They owe their lives to him, right...? )

Karlheinz: Hello, Eve. I suppose it is my first time meeting you looking like this? My apologies for the belated greeting.

Yui: Ah, n-no! Nice to meet you. I’m Komori Yui. Uhm, you see...!

Ruki: Yui, calm down a little.

Karlheinz: Fufu...No need to bow your head to me. You are the star of tonight after all.

How was it, Ruki? Did you enjoy the Carnival?

Ruki: ...I did. Although we ran into a few close calls as well.

Karlheinz: Hooh? That must have been quite misfortunate.

However...You were able to deal with all of it, no?

Ruki: ...You were the one behind it after all, weren’t you? I figured that might be the case.

Yui: Eh? ...Ruki-kun, what do you mean?

Ruki: That everything which happened to us today was part of this man’s plan.

Yui: Everything...To which extent?

Ruki: Everything is everything. The creepy magician and clowns at Saint Nore Park...

I’m sure the Vampires who attacked us on the sky terrace were doing so under his direct order as well.

Yui: ( Then...He put us in danger on purpose...? )

( ...That’s just so... )

Karlheinz: I expected no less from you, Ruki. You are as clever as ever. When did you realize?

Ruki: The surrounding Vampires would target her, despite the fact the wound on her arm had healed.

Afterwards, I touched the bath water...and then my suspicions were confirmed. I could sense your magic in it.

Karlheinz: Inflicting injury upon Eve was not part of my plan. To make it up to you, I healed her wounds.

She is your precious Eve, right? You still have a long way to go Ruki, since you let her blood spill from something other than your fangs.

Ruki: My sincere apologies.

Yui: No way...Why are you apologizing, Ruki-kun...?

Ruki-kun protected me the best he could...!

Ruki-kun...Why would you say sorry?

Ruki: Yui?

Yui: I mean, we’re the ones who were in danger, right...?

Ruki: Cut it out, Yui. I get why you would grow defiant after everything you’ve been through butーー

Yui: No, that’s not what I’m trying to say...!

This person...He tested you, didn’t he?

Toying with a person’s feelings like that...Is simply something I can’t let slide.

( How dare he test Ruki-kun, who was so worried about my injuries, looking at me with a strained look in his eyes...That’s just too cruel! )

Karlheinz: Toy with a person’s feelings...Huh? I can’t deny that.

When you’ve lived as long as I have, you can’t help but develop some questionable tastes.

Yui: ...If you feel bad, then apologize to Ruki-kun, please.

Ruki: ...Don’t be ridiculous! How could you ask him to apologize?

Yui: You were being tested too, you know!? That’s just too mean...!

Ruki: Even if you think that way, you should realize who you are talking to. I’m sure you know that much, no?

Yui: ...However, it isn’t good to hide how you truly feel.

Ruki: What...?

Yui: You’re the one who said I should learn to be confident and walk with pride...Yet you’re hiding your feelings too.

Ruki: ...That’s not true. Iーー

Karlheinz: Hold it, Ruki.

I agree with her.

You are absolutely correct, Eve. I shall express my remorse.

My bad.

Yui: ...

Selection

→ Me too... (☾)

Yui: I’m sorry too. I really ran my mouth...

But...Having you think of my special someone that way makes me sad, I don’t like it...

Especially since I know how important you are to Ruki-kun...

Ruki: ...

Karlheinz: Right. ...Ruki, I’m sorry.

Ruki: No...

→ Please apologize to Ruki-kun

Yui: Please apologize to Ruki-kun instead of to me.

Karlheinz: I see. That is valid too.

Ruki, I’m sorry.

Ruki: N-No...

Ruki: ...Heh.

I never thought you’d get the person who is basically what you would consider this world’s God to bow his head to you. You truly are...

Yui: I-I know I said some rude things! But...!

Ruki: I’m not criticizing you. ...I just thought I could never match you.

No matter how ordinary, foolish or shallow-minded of a woman you may be...You really are Eve after all.

Yui: ( Ruki-kun... )

Ruki: ...Karlheinz-sama. Can I say something?

Karlheinz: Yes, I do not mind.

Ruki: I...am standing here right now because of you.

My loyalty I vowed to you back then...Has not changed one bit to this day.

Therefore, I tried my very hardest to become Adam. To fulfill your wish.

...However, it seems like I am uncapable of becoming Adam after all.

Eve is...This is who she is.

While I would not call her perfect in every sense, she is still too good for me. ...Not suitable for a faulty Vampire such as myself...

My sincere apologies for failing to meet your expectations, even though I was willing to give it my everything.

Karlheinz: Then, Ruki, will you ーー give up on her?

Ruki: ...She should not belong to a person who is unable of becoming Adam.

Karlheinz: You are simply stating the truth. I want to know how you truly feel.

I said I agreed with Eve when she claimed you are hiding your feelings, did I not?

I am sure Eve wants to hear them too. ...Right?

Yui: ...Yes.

Ruki-kun...I want to know how you feel too.

Unrelated to this whole Adam and Eve thing, your raw feelings.

Ruki: ...But.

Karlheinz: Ruki. You should be more free.

You are a capable guy. You did a fine job heeding my words, and did everything within your power to fulfill my wish.

And up till now, you’ve always suppressed your ego and your own desires...

I am aware that you have put in the effort to be a proud Vampire, living your life according to my ideals.

However...Have you realized that this has made you blind to what is actually most important?

Ruki: ...

Karlheinz: ...Ruki. How important is Eve to you?

Is the lady standing next to you right now...Not worth it to toss away those ideals and values for?

Ruki: ...Karlheinz-sama.

Karlheinz: I do not know how you feel about it, but my answer is simple, Ruki.

Ruki: I...

*Ding ding*

Karlheinz: Oh dear. It’s time already.

Eve...No, I suppose I shall call you Queen of the Carnival right now. You are the star of tonight. Go ahead and head to the venue.

The purpose of this Carnival is to celebrate the birth of Adam and Eve. In short, it’s a banquet held for your sake.

Originally, Adam would have been celebrated alongside you as King of the Carnival, however...

Ruki: ...

Karlheinz: I suppose it is fine. I am not that cruel to pick a fruit which has only just begun to ripen.

However...The people are waiting for you to become Adam, Ruki.

Those waiting are...The people who have seen you with Eve throughout today.

Why don’t you try doing the same, and believe in the things they saw with their very own eyes?

Well then Eve, until we meet again.

ー Karlheinz leaves

Yui: ( ...So that’s Karlheinz-san. He’s quite the mysterious person... )

Ruki: ...

Yui: ( ...Ruki-kun couldn’t give him an answer. )

( I wonder what’s on his mind right now? No matter how much time we spend together, I can’t tell unless he directly tells me... )

Ruki: ...There’s a hall in the back.

Yui: Eh...?

Ruki: If there’s people waiting for us there, we can’t run away now, can we?

Yui: ( Does that mean...? )

...You’ll come with me too?

Ruki: I don’t mind staying here if you claim you have the courage to open that door all by yourself?

Yui: I-I can’t do it by myself!

I want to be with you. It has to be you, nobody else.

Ruki: ...

I...still can’t believe that I can become Adam. Regardless of what others may tell me.

...Howeverーー

I suppose it wouldn’t be bad to play the role of Adam just for that...At least that’s what I think.

Standing proudly by your side.

Yui: Ruki-kun...

If I am allowed to prioritize my own feelings...I will grab your hand first thing without hesitation.

Yui: ...Yeah, go ahead. I believe in those feelings of you too.

Ruki: Yes...Yui, your hand please?

*Rustle*

Ruki: ...Even if it’s just for today, will you be mine?

Yui: ...Yes.

Ruki: ...Even if this is nothing but a fleeting dream which will be over in the blink of an eye.

Right now...You are mine, Yui.

ーー TO BE CONTINUED ーー

Translation notes

(1) In Japan, people tend to take baths in really hot water, so it is not uncommon for people to soak for too long and grow dizzy as a result of the heat + the steam surrounding the bath.

(2) In Japanese, the expression literally means ‘to cool down one’s liver’ and it’s used to imply that you give someone a scare.

← RETURN TO CHAPTER 3

→ PROCEED TO FINALE ENDING

→ PROCEED TO NORMAL ENDING

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